January 1st has come and gone, and we now find ourselves in the barren wasteland that is fast-encroaching mid-January. Did you make any resolutions? ‘Cause I can tell you right now, I sure as hell didn’t.
You know what I did make? Goals. Vague goals, sure, but specific enough to be actionable.
Also, I say things like “actionable” now, because I’m officially out of my mid-twenties. Gross.
Life’s been pretty weird lately, in the way that it usually is – a mix of highs and lows, good and bad, dry and rainy (no! bad rain!). Now that I am apparently a legitimate grown-up with a nine-to-five job, I’ve turned into a weekend warrior, where everything I do on the weekend is to the extreme. I either aggressively nap and laze around all day, or spend a full twelve hours going on cute adventures with my friends when we were originally only supposed to meet for some tea. The latter happened a couple of weeks ago. I met up with Cindy, Cat, and Avery for high tea at La Petite Cuillère, a tea house on main street. We were served by probably the nicest woman in the world, like, she was sweeter than all the sugar cubes we took with our tea. It was amazing.
High tea in Fort Langley on my birthday last month – it was so cute! The tea was excellent, as were all the little pastries and sandwiches. Twenty-three feels like kind of an odd year (’cause it’s an odd number- eh? Eh?), but I think it’s going to be a good one.