Manning Up: These breaks are killing me

Lets get real. I made this blog because I wanted to test my hand at the whole blogging thing. I admit I can get sucked into the latest craze now and again: high-waist things, modern family, top-knots. I liked blogging because there are so many thing in life where I think oh ya I will always remember this, how can I not it is so important (ahem ahem things on tests), so I don't write them down and regret it later. Journals were always a little weird. I never got past the whole am I writing TO my journal or just at the journal, do I sign it or not because no one really cares except for me. AND then you start thinking why am I doing this in the first place does this really matter? And BAMB its been four months and you begin again: dear journal it's been four months I am sorry I forgot to write I was just so busy. Anyone? maybe not. There you go fun fact about Lindsey.

Ok so the real heart of the matter. I like blogging because it is a different spin on the journal. Pictures are a big motivator for me. No more hand drawings of today's events. I consider myself a visual learner. What kills me is when I feel so good about writing a blog post that I let my posting slide. Like when you go to the gym once and call it exercise for the wee, "oh well I did just work out yesterday, two days ago, I should go tomorrow, maybe just Monday again". Anyone? just me too? alright I suspected as much.

So I am making a resolution to blog more. Because I am getting killed by these three week (or more) breaks. KILLED. Rant over.

So my life so far. I got sick. . . really sick/ had to turn in my advertising application the same week. It was one of those true life moments where everything points to: this is why we don't procrastinate you might just get the stomach flu. Never even saw it coming.

But I survived and turned it in with two minutes to spare! Now I am planning a wedding and trying to make decisions that I really have no clue how to make. 107 Days people!!