Are we there yet?- Chronicles of a hectic 4-day work week.

I’m rocking the boat today, friends—doing things a little differently for the sake of my mental health before the chaos of the day fully takes over. It’s payroll day, and managing a department of 30 has had me on my toes lately (and maybe making me lose my mind a little too).

Don’t worry, payroll is done and everyone’s checks are ready for next week. But instead of diving into financial portfolios and calculating percentages for yet another upcoming hire, I needed a break. Something creative. Something cathartic. So here I am—blogging.

Let me tell you about the ridiculous thing I did yesterday. Evidence of my mind being out of focus in light of this weeks 5 days of chaos being squeezed into 4..

I pulled into work and could not, for the life of me, find my lunchbox. I had driven the SUV instead of my regular car, so I figured maybe it slid under a seat somewhere. Spoiler alert: it did not. Out of pure desperation, I checked the Blink cameras at home and there it was—my Kate Spade lunchbox, fully packed with protein and veggies, just sitting on the kitchen counter. Taunting me.

I had packed that thing so carefully too. Instead, I ended up with a sad little “high protein” salad from the staff cafeteria. Honestly, barely edible. I was so out of it yesterday—I had meetings straight through until 6PM, and my brain was toast.

But hey, silver lining: I’m salaried, so being toast is just part of the package, right? 😂

On a brighter note, I managed to squeeze in a solid workout this morning at home, got ready in 10 minutes flat before making it out the door, and did my makeup in the parking lot at work in—no joke—about five minutes. Today’s looks vibe? “Less effort, more surviving.” My hair air-dried into some surprisingly cute beachy waves, and I might throw it into a loose bun before the first meeting hits, but who’s judging? I hate the commute to work, typically I'm on the road for 45+ minutes but it gives me all the time I need for my hair to air dry. Thankful for that at least because it really cuts down on me getting ready.

I didn’t even make time to get my nails done this weekend because I was way too wrapped up in a good book (and a blanket, and the rainy weather, and the peaceful silence of a clean house with a sleeping shih tzu in my lap).

New Ghost drink in hand. Still tired, but emotionally upright. Cheers to the small wins and being allowed to change your mind.

And even though it’s only Wednesday, it already feels like I’ve lived a whole week. Thankfully, the Fourth of July is Friday and—bless—the forecast is calling for rain all weekend long. Which means I’ll be happily staying home with no FOMO and no pressure to be social. Matt is scheduled off duty, which sucks obviously because he won't be home but I plan on keeping myself occupied until he's home each night for dinner. 

I’ve got a new book queued up, too—Things We Do in the Dark by Jennifer Hillier. She came highly recommended by my sister-in-law and I’ve been dying to check out her work. Planning to crack it open right after I knock out the Freedom 5K on Friday morning (which will 100% be followed by coffee and a nap).

Also—don’t go too far. I’ll be back with another post later today on a totally different topic. And because I’m feeling bold, there might even be a little bonus one dropping tonight. Call it blog therapy.

Off to juggle my to-do list, pretend I have it all together, and maybe finally remember to bring my damn lunch tomorrow.

Catch you later for round two… because apparently I’ve got thoughts today.

Stay chaotic, stay caffeinated 💥☕
—C