Life is Good

Most everyone who knows me knows that for the last two + years, I've worked in freelance. Writing in several capacities for digital and print, editing, making art for different studios . . . loving most of it. But for some time, I've been thinking about and occasionally trying to switch gears. Working for yourself is great, don't get me wrong - but as with everything in life, it has its downsides. In an effort to break the isolation, get back into a healthier routine, fund a wedding (and subsequent, fantastic honeymoon!), I've been taking strides - although often impeded - back toward a more traditional, working situation.

Luckily, over my mom's spring break, we decided to take a spontaneous, overnight run to Tybee Island and Savannah for sun, raw oysters and delicious libations. Because over the next four days, I interviewed, accepted an offer and started a new job as a marketing coordinator for a boutique real estate agency in East Atlanta (love this neighborhood). We saw some amazing homes and met some equally awesome real estate folks during a warm, afternoon caravan today . . . can't complain there.

Plus, people that have owed me money since the beginning of time - remember those downsides to freelance I mentioned - are finally catching up on invoices. Hooray for collections!

Beach trip, new job, money in the mailbox. Heading to the mountains with friends this weekend for a hefty hike. Not to mention loving "framily", gorgeous Georgia weather, fabulous events planned for the next several months . . . plus the 2nd leg of Phish's summer tour...

Fur Bus anyone!?!

Life is good!

We took a ton of pictures at the beach - on two phones and two cameras. But, these are some of the only ones I could lay hands on. Maybe we had too much fun . . .

Complete with grass skirt and tatas...haha!

These are called bottle brush trees . . . obviously. Very neat.

We had a blast, but a word of advice: spontaneity over spring break should include pre-booking a hotel room. We were lucky to snag a high-up, ocean-facing one after driving around for over an hour. So worth it to stick your toes in the sand . . .