I am blessed to be a part of the “essentials,” the group who has been able to keep their eight hour job during this age where the COVID-19 reigns.
Besides wearing a mask and half a face of makeup on my eyes and forehead (top-half), not much has changed for me.
It’s surreal to live out my regular, pre-COVID life in a world with fewer cars on the road, strangers wearing dust masks (who
don’t look scary and murderous), and a constant disinfecting of my hands.
Continue reading ➞ Beating The Boredom Of Quarantine
I am in the process of nesting.
I read The Year Of Less** and a fire has ignited in the deep hollows of my gut. My gut hollows, if you will.
Quick book review: great premise, though I didn’t care too much about her incredibly in-depth personal journey. **
However, I shut the book with one thing in mind: I must purge, organize, and clean.
Continue reading ➞ Nesting — Organization, Finding Happiness In Less
I’ve created a reputation for myself.
It started young, this special gift of mine. There are always those popular “Rebekah stories” that surface whilst entertaining guests over dinner, and the one about me wrecking my dad’s classic car is definitely at the top.
It isn’t what you think.
Continue reading ➞ I Break Things