Little bit of life

Slowly getting adjusted in the new apartment. I’m really enjoying having a pool right here and so many of them to choose from! lol

6 pools in this complex and so far I’ve only visited one. They also have a hot tub, sauna, indoor tanning beds and a gym set up for weight training in one room, cardio in another, and still a separate room for stretching, yoga or pilates πŸ™‚

ahh, yes. Very nice ❀

Some of the equipment may not be as up to par as it would in a normal gym but hey, as long as it gets the job done.

Needless to say, this place has everything I need to relax and balance my mind on my days off. Β Just wish they had allowed me to bring my Bella girl here…

But that’s life.

Now, as for the writing, I’ve been focusing on editing my next book vs dabbling in my other projects. Although I’m still keeping good notes and may write a sentence or two (for note purposes lol) for my other projects, I’m trying my best to focus on one story at a time.

I’m hoping to get a desk set up soon so I can have a designated writing area. Don’t know yet if I’ll take over the screen porch or if I’ll just set something up in my room.? Β But I know I need to make a space all my own in order for me to block out the world and complete my story.

Tomorrow I’m going to check out our local StarbucksΒ (which happens to be just 2 minutes down the road) and see how busy they are of a morning to see if that could be a possible writing location. Β  It doesn’t seem near as busy as the one I would go to in IL, so maybe people down here aren’t as into it as us northerners lol



Humbled and overjoyed πŸ’œ


Today I sat down and signed the first box of my debut novel Blakefields Mansion

Makes me both excited and sad to see them get packed into their shopping boxes and sent off to their new homes πŸ™ƒ

I’m hoping you all will love this book (and it’s sequel) as much as I loved putting it together. 

I’m beyound grateful to my Co-Author Clive West for all his help and support. I know this book would never have been published if not for his guidance and wisdom πŸ’š

He has taught me so much about writing and the process of being published.  And I will be forever grateful for that and his friendship πŸ’œ


Life update: Would you lie about your dogs breed?

Again, long time no update 😞

Life has indeed been one heck of a busy train ride the past month. 

I quit my job at the vets office and took a position as a job site administrator/ secretary, which involves me traveling through the southern states and hanging out on construction sites. ✌🏼 

Big change from my comfy northern living and consistently scheduled life. 

I am creature of habit, and uprooting myself took a lot of “don’t think about” and “Just do it”  mantras to get me packed. Lol 

Unfortunately, my Bella girl and her feline siblings had to stay at home vs traveling with me 😞  I had hoped (and planned) to bring Bella along with me but, unfortunately, the world is harsh towards girls like her and she’s not allowed in the apartments the company rented for us…

I do understand the way some people look at certain breeds… but I will never understand why they assume they know them all. 

And to make things better, I’ve seen 2 of them here already. So I’m sure people lied on the application and said they had a mix breed or picked some other breed to label they’re dog as πŸ˜’ 

Personally, I care to much about myself and my baby girl to say she’s something she’s not. 

Take us as we are or don’t take us at all

She may not be with me but at least she’s in the comfort of her own home, with people she knows and getting lots of love πŸ’œ

My sister has pretty much sent me a Bella selfie every other day 😊🐢

So, would you lie about your dogs breed just to have them with you Or would you find another way?

Blissful journey πŸ’œ an update on BellaΒ 

Baby girl  and I had a lovely run this morning πŸ’œ I couldn’t help but to snap some selfies of her in the sunrise ✌🏼

She seems very interested in my new found love for yoga and early morning runs 😊 glad she’s not making go solo lol

Yesterday we had another “Take the kid to work day”! 

She was due for a recheck and heart worm testing, which both came back with very good results   We also did some other bloodwork on her to test for any other harmone inbalances that could be contributing to her  vaginitis and new found hair loss 😣… ugh. 

Tomorrow  I’ll find out what the results where and hopefully it’s good news. 

As for now, her puppy vaginitis is doing better ( πŸ‘πŸΌπŸ˜Š ) and she’s only on whole food supplements vs hardcore medications. It may take longer for things to get 100% but I feel better knowing I’m feeding her body properly so it can heal itself vs just attending to the issues at hand. 

I’m just going to consider her my little partner in crime on the diet and healthy living front πŸ’œ lol 


Work flow rant… Are you an early bird?

So not all of us are morning people, I get that.

Some of us can wake up at the crack of dawn and jump right into a brain teasing project, while others need that grande cup of coffee before they can even put they’re clothes on!

Some of us can stay up at all hours of the night, getting 3hrs sleep and still work a full day without much complaint.   

While I on the other hand would be dragging myself like a zombie, straight from my bed and over to a gallon of 5hour energy 😜

We’re all different and that’s ok.  

There’s no need to try to be like anyone else or feel threatened by someone else’s abilities.

I consider myself a workaholic and an early bird, simply because I’m always working on one project or another and I never sleep past 5:30am. 🀷 (and some days its earlier)

I am the 20-25 minutes early, everyday type when it comes to my jobs. (Yup, every job I’ve had) And yes, I’ve received backlash about it from coworkers who think I’m sucking up to the boss and making them look bad.

I even had a coworker tell me once, that I was making them look bad for working so much and getting things completed early and asked if I would slow down some and take a little more time doing things.

And yes,  at the time I tried to be nice and I did what they asked, only to then have them turn around and complain about how slow I was and that I wasn’t completing things fast enough 😳 ( naΓ―ve little me) 

For me, my pace and early arrival to work is a sign of my work ethic.  Not anyone else’s , just mine and mine alone. 

I require a lot of myself. And being, not only on time but early is one of my top priorities.  

Within 30 minutes to and hour of me waking up, I’m ready to smash out the day. I have a list of tasks I need to get done and even a list of things I’d like to do if I finish latter early enough.  

And I like my early mornings, I accomplish so much more in a day by just getting started at a decent time. (Well decent for me and crazy for others lol) 

With my current job, there has been many mornings that all hell has broken loose within 3-5 minutes of our doors opening 😳

So if I were to walk in the building right at opening time and try to complete the list of morning chores I have there Plus try to handle the bussyness, I would be running around my morning feeling rushed and flustered with the amount of work ahead of me.  

And that’s just how I am. 

If it makes you feel accomplished, satisfied, and happy then do it. But don’t belittle or cause rifts with other people who don’t do it your way.  

For some people, they thrive on being extremely busy the moment they arrive to work. And more power to you if you can keep your cool in hectic situations! πŸ‘ŒπŸΌ But for me, I need those few minutes of peace and quiet to acclamate myself to the tasks at hand. 
So, are you an early bird or no?

Can you handle immediant bussyness or do you need a few minutes to warm up and get ready for the run?

I’d love to hear your thoughts 😊


Expecting perfection in the beginning…how niave we are

What type of person are you?

Do you expect perfection from day one or do you allow yourself the chance to fail and become better?

For me, I tend to bounce back and fourth. One day I can be very optimistic that I am growing and becoming a little better and then the next day I can feel completely miserable with my progress or lack there of. 

I’ve read this quote a lot lately ( and a few others

What is this feeling and what do I do about it??

Hard at work πŸ‘‡πŸΌπŸ˜Έ

Eating what consists of my breakfast and downing my morning green tea (in a coffee cup) πŸ‘ŒπŸΌ 

So far this, lovely Friday morning (πŸ˜’) I’ve already put in 3hrs of writing work, 30 minute yoga routine, 5minutes of meditation and 45mins at the day job … productive right?

Half of me thinks so and the other half thinks I could and should have spent more time focusing on my current work in progress.  Lately I’ve been feeling like I have a huge gap in my writing habits, like it doesn’t matter how long I sit down to write, it’s never long enough or the most productive.            I feel like my writing could take off and seriously go places if I could just figure out the right game plan for me follow! 

Am I alone in this feeling?

Most writers have a “day job”, it’s what sustains you while you work on your project and grow as a writer. So many famous authors have done this before me and are still doing it, so why am I finding it so hard??

I’ve always considered myself a work alcoholic  due to the fact that I have no issue pulling 12hr or longer days-As long as I’m busy- if the day is going at a slow pace or I’m consitantly having to wait to get a project done, then I don’t want to be there and do it. I’d rather be elsewhere actually accomplishing something. 

I like to wake up and feel like I have a purpose, like what I do that day will make a beneficial difference. So maybe that’s my problem? 

Maybe I’m not accomplishing enough at my day job anymore. Maybe my soul needs more to feel of use… but what does that entail? Is it time to move on and find a new challenge? Do I need to soul search and figure out what it was that brought me here in the first place Or am I just feeling the cabin fever of this winter season and all will pass in time?

Ugh! So many questions and very few answers! πŸ˜‘πŸ€¦πŸ»β€β™€οΈ


What if I’m really lost?…

What if?

What if sleeping beauty never woke up?…What if Aladdin never found the lamp?… What if Belle’s mother enchanted the beast?? 😳

My life if full of “What if’s” lately. Between the lovely ya books my mother purchased for me and the business end of my life, I haven’t had a single day this year that I haven’t said “what if” a dozen times before falling asleep… and to me, that says I’m not living the life I want. 

I’m not doing what makes me happy and I’m not using the time given to me wisely.  But how I’m the heck to I brake this rut?? 😞 I really should change my usernames to “forever stuck” lol 

But seriously though, it’s time to climb out of this ditch and find my motivation again. πŸ“– 

I had promised a post a week (which fell on Wednesdays) and that is what I plan to do. My goal was/ is to compile interesting yet entertaining posts, even if they’re just a short rambling about my week 😊 

So be prepared for a random, uneducated blog posts people! I’m coming for your screen! Lol πŸ˜‚

We all start somewhere right? 


Truth moment (Writer scares)

So, browsing instagram this morning (per usual) I came across this picture posted by a really awesome lady I follow πŸ‘‰πŸΌJennifer , who is one of my many online fitness motivators 😊

I feel like I could read and re-read this all day. 

This is right where I am in life. Sitting here wondering how the heck to seem like more of a professional and less like an uneducated mess.

I want to be out there in the world but heaven help me when the trolls start pouncing πŸ™ˆ  I’ve never been one to stand up (or out) in a crowd, I prefer to keep to the sidelines, even if I know what I want to say or know it could be helpful (bad Jennifer, bad 😞)

Just the thought of someone picking apart the things I put my heart into and then out into the public eye, makes me nauseous…

I know I’m not perfect.

I know practice can make one better at something. 

And, I know that I’m nowhere near where I want to be and that one day (hopefully) I will be able to stand in my own shoes without caring if someone tries to knock me down. 

But for now, I hate putting myself into something and then sitting on edge, just waiting for someone to tear me down. 

So is it true that haters only rip apart people they envy? 

And, do you ever get to a point where you stop worrying about what people will say about your work?