FOMO...

The first step is admitting the problem, no? F.O.M.O. I have it. Fear of missing out. Symptoms include never wanting to miss happy hours, lunch dates, weekend trips, episodes of the Real Housewives... you get the point, this list can go on and on. Which is precisely why this little blog of mine has gotten the shaft recently (sorry about that). But as I’ve said before, life has been happening and I’ve been loving every second of it.

Aside from job searching my life away, my week was full of puppy-sitting (which was an instant mood booster), a coffee date in Boulder on one of the most gorgeous days I’ve ever seen, gardens, painting, wine nights, and a visit to Kathy’s for Sarah’s bridal shower. (Side note: I met four of the most amazing ladies while working at BBW in college. Lisa, Sarah (the bride-to-be), Colyn and Kathy are like food for the soul).

(Colyn, Husband, Me, Lisa, Brandon (Lisa's husband), Kathy, and Sarah)

So I have a little extra time on my hands these days and decided that I am going to take full advantage of those things that I’ve always been “too busy” to do. I don’t want to miss out on the fun things that have been on the to-do list for what seems like an eternity. (Yes, husband, the job search remains the numero uno priority, don’t worry). But don’t the flowers in the backyard look great? I discovered the wonders of the garden section at Home Depot this past weekend. And the guest bathroom that we’ve always wanted to re-do? Yep, I started that project. The running shoes are coming out of hibernation and I’m dusting off that yoga mat I’ve never used. Might even get a little crazy and take a spin class at the old gym-bo.

But for now, I need to pack. Early flight to NYC tomorrow (the not-so-ideal city to have FOMO in because there is just too much to see and do). And this time I’ve pinky sweared with my husband that I will not return with a list of places for us to live and a moving company that will help us get there. Plus I don’t think Rocco would enjoy the city as much as I do...