I am not the stereotypical backpacker. I'm also not a travel pageant queen. Female travelers: Here are my beauty tips and tools for packing light, preserving your femininity, and blending in!
I came to a realization earlier this week. These expectations. Where did they come from? They were mine. I'm a perfectionist. And I put the unrealistic, backbreaking standards on myself. Is my boss telling me how long this document needs to be? No. Will she know if I forgot to make this point or that point? No. Will I be fired if I'm a few days late in delivering? No. TRULY, REALISTICALLY, what is the worst that would happen?
I prepped for the future. I made major, life-changing decisions based on my plan.
And I was constantly disappointed when what I expected didn’t come to be.
I'm a boredom snacker. I get the midnight munchies (more like 9 p.m. — I'm in my 30s, guys). Maybe it's an oral fixation — I just love to occupy myself with crunching and chewing.