Stay hydrated

Taking a step to share my other passion

Ever hear of Gallon Gear? 🤔… No?

Tired of cleaning bottle after bottle out of your car or off your desk top?

I’ve been with Gallon Gear for some time now, these jugs have been a life saver for me with how much I travel and (pre-pandemic) how much time I spent in the gym.

I usually save mentioning them for my Instagram, but heck, why not share the love here too?

I’d like to start sharing small fitness tips on my blog as well as my writing. I’m broadening this sites scope a little bit. 😜

So to start off.

Gallon Gear has both gallon and half gallon bpa free jugs perfect for refilling and cutting down on plastic waste.

  • They sell separate covers for both sizes as well.

I use mostly the Gallon jugs, as that’s my go to amount for the day.

  • They also sell straps to make them easier to carry
  • Cute toilet brush looking scrubbers 😅to help you easily clean the inside of the jug (though it’s recommend to use them just for water)
  • Along with other branded accessories

You can save a special 15% off by clicking Here and using code Jennifers at checkout.

Let me know if you try something out and how you feel about them!

Stay Safe

Leaving the beach…

The drive home no longer feels normal, I left him there, I needed to leave before I broke down any further.

I’m so tired of this weird feeling…

I wish I could define it a little better in my head. Or I wish I didn’t feel it at all. I can’t escape him, he’s in my dreams and in my every thought. Everything I do makes me think of him… It just doesn’t feel ”normal” without him….

Why?

I sat mindlessly at work.

I felt like I was in one of those skits where my body doesn’t move at all but everything around me changes and the world carries on. Per usual no one seemed to notice my mood.

By lunch Mike I had sent me 23 messages. Every time I felt my phone ring and I saw his name, my heart sank in my chests. I couldn’t bring myself to look at them… It’s not that I left him on a bad note, it’s the fact that I left with so much left to say.

Even now I want to pour my every thought into my phone and tell him everything that’s in my head. All the things that scare me, everything that makes me happy, and that loving him is probably the scariest feeling of them all…

But I can’t. I just can’t.

The house is empty and I’ve never noticed how silent these rooms could be until now… I still don’t want to talk to Mike or think about anything that has to do with him right now. I need to decompress and collect myself. He can wait.

The sun is setting and the golden glow is falling perfectly over the gazebo. My painting easel is still set up from the other day, I’m glad that storm didn’t come through last night like I had heard.

I sat there until the moon was high and the only light I had was coming from my string of Christmas lights that run along with the trim on the roof and follow the path to the house. I accomplished little with my canvas, apart from a few erased sketches, blue painted corners, and one pair of ruined jeans.

Walking inside I picked up my phone. 6 more messages…

The last one only says ”Hey, I love you…”

~A.G~

Why?…

Wow this year has already been crazy as hell 😬

Seriously.

If you’re unhappy with your life, your job, your relationship, your living situation… why are you staying put? Why are you putting up with it? Why are you accepting defeat?

Why?

I feel like I’ve been the complaint department over the last month. I’ve had people coming to me from all aspects of my life to vent and inform me of situations that have been bothering them. Some of them aren’t really even a part of my life, they just happen to be working around me or near my crews and decided I have a good ear. Most of the time I don’t mind listening to people’s problems, I have no issue with helping someone figure something out or simply being someone who can help them with the load they feel they have on their shoulders.

What irritates me is when I know there is a simple solution to it and try to explain that, and am completely ignored by the people that could help…

It’s like being lost at sea.

And I feel twice as bad because someone has come to me and expressed a concerned or discomfort and I can’t do a thing to help because no one wants to have our backs or listen to my opinion. Might as well be a backstabber and pot stirrer, they get more help and are listened to more clearly than anyone else 🤷🏻‍♀️

And more to that.

If you’re unhappy with how things are, why are you ruining the moral of the ones who are happy? Are you that miserable that you need everyone else to be too? I think my biggest “I need to talk to you” topic lately has been in regards to someone feeling depressed and upset because someone else has been consistently bringing them down with their mumbles and complaints about things as small as “why the hell does so-and-so keep sneezing?” 😂

I mean really. I’ve heard someone complaining about how a guy sneezed 6 times and it annoyed him 😅🤷🏻‍♀️

It’s sad when the spark leaves someone. It’s heartbreaking to watch as someone shrivels up and loses their passion… What can you do to fix that? What can you do when it seems like there is nothing you can do?

-Jen

Actively procrastinating and losing my mind :) + Publication updates

Let’s be real here, people that seem to always find loads of time to write and research their work…… SUCK BALLS!!  lol  

No, no you don’t.  I suck.

I suck because I can’t seem to get my head together and focus on my writing. *insert face palm emoji here* lol

Everyone else that plans and manages their time better than I do, are worth plenty of praise. You guys are all bombshell people and are the standards I should be living up to. ❤

So, to proceed with my ” I’m mad I’m not writing, so I’m going to write a blog about how mad I am” post :’D

I’m currently 5 chapters into my next novella… and stuck on so many stupid little details…

We are 24 chapters into Stonecrest (Whoop Whoop!!) and I have all confidence we should publish the eBook before the year is out 😀 And Hopefully the paperback will follow right behind it ❤

I’m super excited to physically be lining up books for publications, I really didn’t see myself being at this point by this year. Not that I didn’t (Don’t) have high hopes for my life and writing career, I just try to be down to earth and realistic about the workloads I put on myself and didn’t think it would be a realistic goal for this year… but maybe I’m being to lenient on myself and lowering the bar a bit to much?  

Maybe I can manage everything just a little better and readjust my goals and plans?

Maybe I should stop saying “Maybe” and Just do it as the Nike brand says.  Lol

I am aiming towards having my next eBook out this year and shortly after, if the publishers like it, having the paperback follow right along.  And then early/mid 2020 having my next novella published as well ❤

 

And now that I’ve rambled for a few moments, my brain feels empty enough I can now focus on book and work on some research.

And hopefully get to bed at a decent time frame …. 

Did the inspiration die??

👩🏻‍💻 Where have the social writers gone?

Did you do  NaNoWriMo this year??

(If so, drop a comment and let me know your thoughts on it)

This year I participated for the first time and I must say I was greatly inspired and enjoyed the chaotic mess. 😊 (I’m more than a little weird… I know)

The deadlines were hard to reach some days but I muddled through and figured it out. And by the end, in those blessed final hours… my computer even killed over and wouldn’t even allow me to verify my final entry. 😞 *deep sigh* Words cannot explain my frustration at that time. 

But I did it and I’m glad I did. Nothing beats a little challenge every now and then. And the people I met along the way were simply amazing and inspiring 💜

But, now it’s all over. And I feel like a lot of people have ended along with it. 

When I started NaNoWriMo I found , met (and followed) many,many writers on my social media sites so I could meet new people and help support them on their journey. And now it seems like everyone has fallen off wagon and vanished…
Am I looking in all the wrong places or did the new year leave a few people behind?

I know writing everyday can be a challenge, believe me, I know. I battle with it Every.Single. Day. 

Not everyday I’m motivated to sit down and spill my thoughts out. And some days I’m completely terrified to get close to completion because that means taking the next step of actually showing someone my work and being critiqued on it 🙈

But even with all that, I don’t stop. My head is always buzzing and moving along even if my hands won’t. 

My mentality is, why work so hard at something if your just going to give up?

And a prolonged break is giving up. 

So lets not give up! Lets make new contacts and add more people to our friend zone 🤗 and keep on keeping on ❣️

-end of random ramble lol

Jen