Rosie and her 20's
Every time I finish up a trip, I have another one already booked and in need of planning! We’ll be heading to Portland, Maine in the next coming weeks and would love any tips from someone who has been there!
Looking for ideas on things to see, unique spots as well as landmarks. Looking for places to eat (big fans of brunch if you have any suggestions there). And looking for some low key bars to visit at night. Any and all advice is welcome!
Thanks in advance!
xoxo
Rosie
Hi guys!
At the end of the month I will be heading to Montreal and seriously can’t wait!! I have a loose itinerary of what we will be doing, but I’d love to get some suggestions from anyone who has ever been there or lives there!
We will be staying in downtown Montreal. I would love suggestions for things to do as well as your favorite bars and restaurants.
Thanks in advance for all of your help!
xoxo
Rosie
I have a lot of plans. I want to go a lot of places, do a lot of things, and just be happy. But life can’t be exciting all the time and I unfortunately have to do a lot of boring things to get to the fun things.
Because you have to work to make money and you have to have money to travel. And you need experience in the job field to get a better job so you have to stay where you are for a couple of years to get there.
And it just puts all of the plans on hold and eventually life gets a little boring.
I have a lot to look forward to. I have vacations planned bi-monthly. I have my weekends booked with fun activities. But it still never seems like enough and the waiting drives me crazy.
What do you do when life gets a little boring? When you feel like you’ve been waking up at 7:00 AM everyday for the past two years and have nothing to show for it. Like you’ve just been a zombie.
Of course it’s not true, I’ve done plenty of things. My life is not boring and exciting things are on their way. And most of the time it’s not a problem, I enjoy everything I’m doing on a daily basis. But sometimes life gets boring and I just want to fast forward to the fun parts, which is no way to live. Just flying through life to get to the excitement, just working for the weekend.
What do you do when life gets boring?
I grew up being very shy and dependent. I was probably in my late teens before I could even order my own meal at a restaurant, I would always whisper it in my mom’s ear first. I didn’t think I could do anything new on my own, I was terrified at the thought.
The first time I ate alone was when I was a freshman in college, I went to the cafeteria by myself because no one was answering their phones and I was getting so frustrated with making friends. I sat by myself and a couple of kids asked me to eat with them, they ended up being kind of creepy, and I didn’t feel empowered at all. I just felt like a loser.
But not being able to do things on your own is such a debilitating fear. I missed out on plenty of things I wanted to do just because I couldn’t find anyone to go with me.
So I started forcing my hand. I would buy two tickets to a concert or one airplane ticket for a weekend trip, I left it up to fate if someone would end up going with me. And I wasn’t afraid to do it on my own. Why waste time and experiences by being dependent on someone else?
This weekend, I spent the day in Philadelphia – a place I’ve been to many times before. I went with my boyfriend, but he had plans that I wasn’t really interested in. So while he was busy, I went off on my own. I ate lunch by myself and then saw a movie by myself. I took a walk by myself and just reveled in doing something by myself that wasn’t laying in bed and watching Netflix.
If you own it, it’s eye opening and empowering to do the things you enjoy by yourself. The key to your happiness shouldn’t be in someone else’s pocket and you need to learn how to unlock it yourself before depending on other people. I encourage you to spend a day on your own, learn about yourself, and just have fun.
Happiness is a funny thing because you don’t really know you have it until it’s gone. And you don’t really notice it missing right away. You slowly slip into this funk that you think will fade until you wake up one day and realize you’ve been indifferent about life for over a year.
Then when you find it again, it’s like waking up on the right side of the bed finally. Like you got the sleep out of your eyes and are ready to take on the world.
But if you’re not careful, you’ll start to slip again. It happens to everyone, we can’t all be happy 100% of the time. And it’s gradual again, you don’t even know the happiness is gone until you look in the mirror one day and hate everything about yourself. It’s like getting into bed and realizing you never want to get out and face the world.
So how do you find your way back?
You’ve been there before, you just need to retrace your steps. It’s the effort to do so that will really set you back. I was sad for years, it took so much work to feel good again…why can’t I just lay in bed?
And you can’t half-ass it at all. Great, you’ve got one thing going in the right direction. But that one thing can’t pull you all the way up. You have to try harder, you have to force yourself to the happiness you’re craving, but just can’t seem to find the energy to grasp.
Finding happiness isn’t easy just as slipping into sadness wasn’t easy. Sure, it may feel like it’s so much easier to fall down than get up. But think about the things that got you to sad, they are far less fun than the things that get you to happy.
Retrace your steps and put in the work, happiness is just around the corner.
I will be the first to admit that most of my life was spent not being a nice person. I think I tried to be a good person when I was young, but was quickly walked all over in middle school and high school. So I tried being bitchy and it seemed to work better for me.
It kept people out of my life and at arm’s length, it kept me safe and protected, but it was a lot of effort. It was hard to consistently be meanish to people, not because I was denying my nature to be nice, but because you have to be tough all the time and keep up this image that shows people that you don’t want to be bothered. It was like a game, you can’t catch me because I’m dark and edgy and I don’t like you.
Right after I graduated college, I just realized it’s easier to be nice to everyone. You can still keep them at arm’s length, but in a way that you could reach out if you needed to. Back when I wasn’t nice at first glance, people were always disappointed when the can’t catch me girl was caught and wasn’t as dangerous as they thought. I felt like I was never living up to anything and was just over the trend of people not liking me. Who wants to be disliked? Why was I ever that way?
I watched this video on Facebook the other day about a woman who was fat shamed at a Dairy Queen. It absolutely killed me.
I have been working very hard to help build up the people in this world who have been torn down by media, society, and just the pressures of being human. Because I feel all of those things too and I need someone to build me up too. Everyone is fabulous in their own way. I used to get jealous and spiteful when a girl looked better than me, now I’m like damnnnn girl, rock it! If you look hot, I’m going to tell you that you look hot even if I don’t know you.
Because why not? Being mean wasn’t easy, it bogged me down. I think we need to stop striving to be this elusive boss ass bitch and just be nice. You can still be powerful and kind.
