Another Glass of Wine Please

Do you ever sit down and think….. “What the hell am I doing?”


Yes.. Every.. Single.. Day. 


Life is about finding your passion – your purpose.

Unfortunately passion and purpose don’t always pay the bills. At least not in the beginning. Following a dream could take YEARS. I don’t think I could pay my mortgage company in cookies! 

Then what do you do when you have more than one passion. I have many! How do I choose!? Which one would I love more?! I couldn’t decide.

I LOVE animals. I LOVE baking. I LOVE fitness. I LOVE being around like-minded inspiring people. I’m passionate about all of those. I get a sparkle in my eye when I talk about them! Could I open a bakery where you can do downward dog with your dog while eating cookies? Sure, but I’m sure the health department would frown upon that. 

I’d also love to travel the world and take pictures for National Geographic. I’ve wanted to do that since I was a kid. You have to be the best of the best for that. I know I’m awesome but, I also know there is someone more suited for that job. 

I’m not opposed to working hard or getting dirty to achieve my dreams in life, nor am I looking for a quick fix. I just don’t know where to begin. How to make it all happen while financially taking care of myself. How to fuse my passions into one. I know I’m not the only person out there that struggles with this.

I mean come on, there is a bacon toaster now – they started somewhere! 

I’m about to turn 31 and I have to admit, I’m tired of working for the man. This has been on my mind A LOT lately. What am I going to build a nest egg on and get out of the rat race once and for all. 

I’m sure one night while I’m sitting in my Jammies on my couch drinking a glass of wine it’ll just come to me in a magical AHA moment… 

Until this aha moment happens, I need a refill!


Okay, so I quit my day job.

Don’t worry, I have one that I accepted an offer with… I’m not completely unemployed. 

So I have been on the job search for a while now. The one I had just wasn’t making me happy. I am happy to say that I just accepted a Director of Operations position with a fantastic company known for taking care of their employees. So I did the respectful thing and gave my notice to my employer, except…. I quit the next day.  –OOPS

Was it my intention – No but I was absolutely miserable going to work every day… sitting in 45 minutes of traffic, not having support from the people you work for, always being short-staffed for whatever the reason, wearing many hats and not getting paid for the time and effort you’re putting in…. the list goes on and on. If you’ve ever worked a job you dreaded going to or felt unappreciated, you know exactly what I’m talking about.

I was out at dinner the night I had given my notice and received a text message that basically said tomorrow I’m getting stuck working another double. –UGH-WTF-WHY-NO– It was in that moment I decided tomorrow would be my last day, not what I had given my notice for, not the rest of the week but tomorrow. And I did exactly that. I went in to work, made sure it was all set to open, put together the catering order and then I turned over my keys with zero hesitation. Let me tell you..  It felt SO good!! 

So by doing this I am taking a two-week, unpaid staycation. Catching up on some sleep, enjoying the sun and the beach, get back into my gym routine and taking back everything that I put on the back burner that made ME happy for a company that didn’t care about anything other than if I showed up to work and did what I was asked. 

So why am I talking about this?

Because I was standing in the shower tonight and was truly happy. I spent the day at the beach, doors off the jeep surfboard in the back, rested not stressed not dreading tomorrow, spending more time with my pup who is my best friend, just thankful for everything that I have and the people in my life. Not worried that I’m taking two weeks with no pay, that tomorrow I have to wake up at 5am for work, just blessed that I am here healthy and alive in this moment. 

Life is short and you only get one chance. Make the most of every moment. Whatever doesn’t make you happy – change it– you are not stuck with what you have. Take in life, take a chance, do something you’ve never done but whatever you do make sure it makes you happy! It’s your life, make it count!



Why did I start a blog….



Probably because I have gone back and forth about blogging for a while now, I have asked some fellow bloggers what they thought and I got:

“well you should have a purpose”   “what are you going to blog about”   “who are you trying to reach”

Honestly, I don’t have one purpose, no direction and no specific group I want to target. I’m sure in this crazy game we call life, I have the same issues that thousands more struggle with on a daily basis. Why not share them!? Get through them together?! Strength in numbers…. or something like that!

The struggle with dating – kissing frog after frog, hoping that eventually you’ll run into your other half in some magical movie way ::insert bumping into each other walking down the street and falling magically in love:: Can it happen?! ABSOLUTELY.. reality is you’ll be lucky to get a “sorry, excuse me”

The struggle of turning 30 and believing you should have your life all figured out. I turned 30 and have never been more confused in my life. I have a job in the food and beverage industry, where I have spent the majority of my career. Don’t get me wrong, it has its ups and downs and has taken me places and introduced me to some incredible people I am thankful to have in my life. I have gone to school or taken classes for just about everything. Culinary Arts : Personal Training : Property Management : Massage Therapy : Just to name a few. I’m no closer to figuring out what I want to do for the rest of my life than where I was at 18. I still contemplate moving to an island and opening a beach bar/restaurant/gym/yoga/massage/surf shop (that would totally be a winner ~ you just added it to your bucket list, don’t lie)

It’s coming up on a year since my father passed away. An incredible man who touched every single person that he came in contact with, who lit up a room when he walked in and made a life where no one would ever believe if something bad was said about him. It’s been a tricky emotional year. For anyone that has ever experienced a great loss you can relate to finding your way back into day-to-day life, which is never the same.  With every part of my soul I want to make him proud, and be his successful daughter that moved a thousand miles away from home to make something of herself.

The struggle of my love of food and craft beers combined with my hatred of cardio (I do it anyway, follow my IG for daily motivation – no really, it’s good stuff) and trying to understand why my booty gets smaller and my thighs won’t. Someday it’ll figure out what it wants to do, until then I’ll keep eating my gummy bears and running 5 miles a day.



You, if you’re still reading. The you out there that can read this and relate to me and say “Hey! That’s my life” In a world that’s filled with billions of people, it’s easy to feel alone. When in actuality, we’re all dealing with the same ol crap.

So lets all sit back, relax with a glass (or bottle) of wine and remind ourselves that eventually we’ll figure it all out.