I have a confession to make. I love stuff. I am obsessed with stuff. I love shopping for stuff, trying stuff on, putting stuff in my house, buying other people stuff and rejoicing in all of the glorious stuff I have. And whenever I have a brief moment in which I am content with the stuff I…
Confession: I read Facebook comments. You know those viral posts that go around Facebook and have about a million different comments on them from random people? I read them. It's one of my worst habits. Everyone always says, "Never read the comments!" And for good reason. About 80-90% of the time when I do read the…
Confession time: I'm addicted to Netflix. Now, before you start chuckling under your breath, let me just say that it's a real thing. Self-employment and working from home is wonderful—seriously, I absolutely love it—but there are moments when it can be a challenge, just like any job. One of those moments is the sheer amount…
Last week, I got together with a good group of friends for some drinks and catching up. All of us came from different walks of life, laughing, crying and sharing with one another. As we delved deeper into our struggles, one issue kept being brought to light: comparison. In some way or another, all of…
Two years ago, some friends approached my (then) boyfriend (now husband) and me about volunteering at a kids' summer camp for a week. At that time, we were planning on going to South Africa on a mission trip, so we weren't particularly sold on the idea. We wanted to go somewhere else and help spread…
