I’m calling out my own crap.
Yes, I’ll probably regret this being on the internet.
I got married in 2020 before the world shutdown.
My husband and I are finally doing our honeymoon next year in 2024. That’s 110-ish days.
It’s in Hawai’i.
This is my countdown for accountability and whatever other grownup, inspirational, toxically positive thing I’m suppose to say.
I don’t need or want a bikini body. Okay, maybe I want one a little bit. But that’s REALLY not in the plan right now. It’s sugarplum danish season at Starbucks.
I need and want to be healthy enough to not get winded and to be able to hoof it up trails to waterfalls and other pretty sh*t.
I’ll post something less personal soon-ish. I’m sure like many blogs you’ve encountered, I’m not able to keep up the hustle at the start. Like most other folks, I have a day job. We’ll get into it later.
No one is ever required to get anything because of me. Patronage is very much so appreciated, though. The Etsy shop is linked below.
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