leave me alone, i'm lonely ;)

sometimes i just need some alone time, and yesterday i finally got a day off. it wasn't any fancy trip to a day spa or beach or anything like that... more like a vacation to a sweatshop in asia somewhere. but, nonetheless, it was PERFECT and just what i wanted!

i got to sleep in, but i woke up anyways because i heard tristan and adam laughing downstairs and wanted to be part of the fun. then they left for the afternoon while i cleaned my house and listened to girl music. (pink, gwen, the idol divas.) it was niiiiiiice. adam and tristan brought me lunch and then adams mom watched tristan for us for a few hours while i sewed and adam cleaned the yard. then i shampooed the carpets while adam made me dinner, we put T to bed and then i got a bubble bath, which i ended early and opted for shaving in the shower for the first time in months. then i did a facial, flossed, cleaned my nails, dyed my hair, and finished the laundry. by ten thirty i was SO tired. AND THEN I SLEPT LIKE A BABY!

might sound like a chapter out of your own personal hell, but one mans trash is another mans treasure ;)

its crazy what things can effect my emotions without me even realising it... having the house cleaned and myself groomed is better than prozac and psychotherapy! (trust me)

might i suggest to ALL of you mommies that you take a "vacation" this next week?

mine only cost about $20. the key is to get everyone in your house to understand that you are really on vacation, and that could be tough unless you have the luxury of kicking everyone out of the house for a day. (maybe try wearing a Hawaiian shirt? :)

a vacation for your emotions. those silly little things can turn into a three year old after a 2 hour car ride if you don't let them out every once in a while.

love,
lynsie

bulldog for hire

if you have ever done a real estate transaction with me (as your real estate agent, lender or title girl) then you might know the bulldog of whom i am referring to. its me, of course, but me on steroids or something. the bulldog is the reason i ultimately quit my real estate career. i didnt like the pit in my stomach i would get after each "confrontation" but it seemed like nothing was getting done until i had one of these heart to hearts with whoever was causing the friction. eventually the emotional toll of this career path was too much for me. even though i was making over 10 grand per month during my most successful period as a Realtor, the money could never pay for what i felt like was being taken away from me. i like to relate it to selling your soul to the devil for 10 grand a month; enticing, but ultimately NOT worth it.

why is it that a woman ultimately has to be assertive and "aggressive" in the professional world in order to be taken seriously? you'd think that after 7+ years in real estate things would be different for me. but I'm a 26 yr old female... betcha if I was a guy things would be a lot different.

i guess its good to know that the ol' bitch is still in there somewhere, and ready to fight on a moments notice. (i am, of course, referring to a female bulldog not a derogatory swear word)

ladys: don't ever back down when you know you deserve respect! dont ever let ANYONE make you feel wrong for standing up for yourself. being aggressive is a skill, and when used right it can level a really uneven playing field!

and so concludes the essence of why i havent been blogging and there are no pictures of the new house i was supposed to move into last week... but you better believe i'm not givin up! i don't believe in impossible, remember?

love,
lynsie