I am SO ready for August to be over. This month brought me lots of failure and tears. I kinda knew it was going to be #hellmonth because I worked every single day and as much as you can prep yourself there’s no way you’re gonna be mentally good with that cause humans aren’t supposed to work 31 days straight. August brought back a lot of my you’re not good enough feelings back and I thought I had slayed those mean demon dragons back in high school.
September is the first of my favorite months and I have a lot of exciting things planned. My baby sister will be 16 (!) and I have a lingerie photo shoot (!), and I’m going to my favorite singers concert (my boyfriend always makes my concert dreams come true). When Nick and I went to Wedding Salon (the post about it is here) a lot of vendors had raffles and I tried to enter as many as possible. Last time when I went with Tiana we won a pilates class which we have yet to redeem cause we are not pilates people. But I won a free boudoir shoot… lol can you imagine? I’m terrified cause now I have to be feeling pretty and decent enough to take off all my clothes in front of strangers in 25 days. Thank God the company is all women, other wise I wouldn’t do it. I am supposed to come with hair and makeup so I’m hoping I’m rich enough then to get my hair professionally blown out cause that’s the thing that makes me feel the best in the world. I’m also supposed to come with 4 lingerie outfits which is real sad news for my bank account but I’m also excited cause I don’t have much pretty lingerie anymore. All my bras are from high school. I hope that I can get confident in 25 days and that it stays forever.
I always try to go into each new month with lots of hope (literally as I was writing this Morning has Broken, by Cat Stevens started playing in my earphones which I think is really appropriate). I have a really nice life and really good people that I am lucky enough to know and love. I just wish I had more time to enjoy it.