G o o d M o r n i n g

I love sleeping.

I love being awake.

But I hate waking up.

Every morning my alarm 

is set for 4am, and then I 

allow myself to hit s n o o z e

for a good half hour before

my second alarm goes off 

and that one I actually have 

to get out of bed to make it

be quiet and get ready for

work, school, or the gym. 

Usually work. 

Then at 5 am I facebook  s t a l k

what went down online while

I was sleeping, browse pinterest

for a few bright and early 

f e e l   g o o d  quotes, and as I 

was doing that this morning 

I thought now might be a fun time

to write a few words about

a few things. 

So here goes:
Yesterday I went s h o p p i n g

after about a two or three week 

debate on whether or not

I could even afford to. 

The debate was settled when

I went and saw a  f r i e n d  who 

I haven't seen in forever and

he noticed that I had lost 

quite a bit of weight.

It was in that moment I 

think I realized I couldn't

afford  n o t  to,

despite the fact that 

I need to pay for my classes,

insurance, and gas up my car.

But realizing my jean size has 

gone from a 20 down to almost

a 13, and the fact that I've 

officially met one of my most 

important goals (to be able to 

share clothes with my sisters)

was worth the hundred I 

allowed myself to spend.

Plus, I feel like I just

u p g r a d e d  in cuteness.

Partly because of my new

obsession with n e o n  green,

but also in part because

its hard to see a difference

within yourself. 

Every time I look in 

the mirror I can't see the

changes I'm making because

I'm comparing myself to the me

I saw y e s t e r  d a y , not the me

I was three months ago. I think

one of the hardest things 

to remember is that 

change takes t i m e.