Hi, I’m Mirabelle. I’m a Shopaholic. I got my last fix an hour ago… and I want to go back for more. No… muuuustt… stop!
Have you ever heard of having an addictive personality? For some people that means being addicted to drugs, alcohol or getting an adrenaline rush.
Ever since I was young, I’ve known that I get obsessed with new fads, or listen to the same song on repeat, and repeat that for days, and days and months…
And so, I was wary of the addictive trait I knew I carried when I went to college. I was afraid that this addictive personality would carry through to alcohol, or worse, heroin or cocaine. I had heard that a sorority on campus hazed its members by forcing them to try cocaine, and then used it to get sisters to stay skinny, the effortless way.
Hello!! How was your weekend? I snuck in a V-day blog post on Saturday, despite my firm desire never to write on the matter.
Today, I just wanted to share some of the things I’m loving right now. A truly kind friend of mine sent me a housewarming/Valentine’s Day gift in the mail that reminded me to get back to the things I love. She sent me the book Death Comes To Pemberley by P.D. James, which is a sequel of sorts to the classic Pride & Prejudice.
Apart from reading Bridget Jones #3 when it came out last year, I haven’t read a single paper version of a book in several years. All of the reading in law school made it really hard to even glance at a book, and working long hours staring at a computer made me value my eyesight. But now that I finally keep regular hours, I finally have time to read!!!! IN REAL LIFE!!! So thanks to my friend for sending me the literal reason to get back into real life reading!
I generally don’t recognize Valentine’s Day as a real holiday. My current thoughts on the matter: we should always celebrate the ones we love, it shouldn’t just be when big chocolate companies and greeting card people pressure us into buying stuff.
I’ve gone through years when I hated Valentine’s Day because I felt really excluded when all my friends were celebrating with their boyfriends, husbands, fiancés, etc, and I felt like the only person on the planet who had never had a boyfriend, much less a Valentine. From when I was seven, to when I was an awkward teen, to being in my twenties, I wallowed in my loneliness every Valentine’s Day.
Hello, y’all!!! Today is a day to celebrate good times COME ON!
Whether you’re single, married, affianced, betrothed, or simply spellbound, today is the day kick it with your ladies. Your crew. Your peeps. Yo’ gurlfrands!
No seriously, drop your significant other like a hot potato, and grab your besties because it’s the day eat waffles with your girls.
For my newbies, Galentine’s Day is a day of celebration. It’s all about ladies celebrating ladies, breakfast style!
Last year, we discussed all the great reasons we have Galentines. Obviously, you’ve known most of your Galentines way longer than most significant others that you’ve had. So let’s go back to the people that have been there for you to make your life awesome!
Happy One Year Anniversary, fellow readers! Today marks one year of sharing my inner thoughts and quirks with friends around the world. And while we’re at it, last week’s post was the FIFTIETH POST I’ve written! Thank you so much for reading throughout the Year of the Horse.
How has your year been? Was 2014, the Year of the Horse, a year of action for you?
Looking back at my first post, I find that I’ve achieved a lot since then, but my priorities are still the same. Finding balance. Growing in a rewarding career. Being less self-centered, and instead giving to others. Documenting and reflecting the major events and little details in my life. Working on these areas is going to be a life-long quest, but hey, you’ve gotta fight for the life you deserve!
What did you want to be when you grew up? I know I had aspirations to be a famous actress, then a teacher, then a gangster (I know, bling bling!), then an FBI agent, then a judge (is a hottie!) and then I realized that I just wanted to be me.
But, even still, I sometimes dream that Mira “Left Feet” McC could be a dancer! Especially when I’m going the wrong way in Zumba class and collide with my tall bestie. Lesigh.
But let’s get back to the point. Now that we’re all grown up our dreams can actually become a reality. I’ve dreamt big, I’ve dreamt little. I’ve had a clear vision for my dreams like when I was moving forward in my interviews with a county prosecutor’s office and had to envision myself as a District Attorney (if you believe, right?). Thankfully, I did not land the job. I know I would have been ok, but I think that my real talent is writing, and unfortunately criminal attorneys are oftentimes too overworked and overbooked to be able to properly focus on writing tongue-in-cheek motions or noteworthy memoranda. I’ve dreamt of being a federal government worker, and applied to countless countless jobs on USAJobs.
As someone whose personal motto is carpe diem, I’ve been thinking a lot about time. What do we do with it? Who has it? Do busier people really get more done?
Right now, I’m in a concerning part of my life when I feel like I actually DO have time. Instead of the 65, 70+ hours I spent at work, I am now only working forty hours. And I find that I am actually less productive. Squeezing in less of the things I love to do than when I was under the pressure of a long workweek. Why is that?
I’m sure you’ve been hearing about the Quarter Life Crisis (“QLC”) all over the place. I’ve touched on it, my favorite blog Hello Giggles has written about it, heck, Huffington Post has an entire page dedicated to it. And apart from reading about it, I know that at least I have spent a lot of time thinking about a lot of the questions that come up with having such a crisis, and discussing this with my friends.
So before diving deeper into what the QLC really is, while a lot of people I know agree that they either went through a QLC or are going through it now, I was surprised to hear several Millennials say that they’ve either never experienced a QLC or vehemently oppose its existence, arguing that having such a crisis is just being overly dramatic or fussing over something that really doesn’t need to be over-analyzed. I’ve noticed that the general theme for those who do not believe in the QLC is that they don’t think that having an outward crisis is something they’ve ever had.
Have you ever looked at people who have it all? Their lives seem to be so easy, right? They have a fab job they love, or maybe a beautiful house with that cool swing hanging from a tree in their front yard, or they have a fancy hybrid that lets them save tons on gas, or they are married to like, the perfect guy who makes them oatmeal pancakes with apple chunks for breakfast on Sundays and does all the cleaning…
But then you look at the things that you love in your own life, and realize that they took years of sweat and hustling to achieve, right?