This post is going to be short, sweet, and to the point because, well... I don't have time, but I love you anyways. :)
Breakfast yesterday was overnight oats. We were out of blueberries (::tear::), so I just topped it with pitted cherries, raisins, and banana.
However, the bowl wouldn't have been complete without the star of the show: Peanut Butter!
The lighting is really bad because it was raining up a storm when I ate breakfast. WHAT!?!? Raining on moving day? Say it isn't so!
At first, I was happy...
But then became overcome with frustration because of the rain. Sidenote: do not trust the shiny window behind me. It was POURING!
Goodbye childhood bedroom!
I braved the storm, brought over a load of my belongings, and then hit up Trader Joe's for a few... essentials.
Larabars to the rescue! I may or may not have spent about half my birthday money on Larabars - there are about 20 of them chilling in my freezer right now just waiting for me. Oh! And if you have never tried a Larabar in the freezer, reconsider your life. For real.
Lunch, shopping, and snacking = all unpictured. Don't hate me.
FH and I finally got the stuff moved over much later than we expected. I was testy, irritable, and ready to throw in the towel! It started raining again, and I was mad. My dad kept reminding me, "it'll be okay"... "smile, you'll want to remember this."... "think about where you're going to be one week from now."... "don't let this get you upset" - he was right. Sometimes I get so caught up in the moment about how I think something should happen that I overreact upon minor changes. I should have just trusted in FH - of COURSE he brought a tarp to cover my furniture so it wouldn't get wet! He always thinks of everything.
I found guilty pleasure in filling my new food storage containers:
Let's be honest with each other: who doesn't love organized food? FH totally rolled his eyes at me when I said that, and I'm okay with it. :)
After much running around - included but not limited to: finding a garbage can, retrieving a drill about 20 minutes away, picking up FH some food - I finally sat down to the only meal I can ever think of in a hurry which requires no clean up and can be made in under 5 minutes.
|salad topped with mucho hummus, potato with my entire weight in ketchup|
|am i the only one who takes pure pleasure in thinking about how beautiful food is?|
After much unpacking and cleaning, I figured I should eat something else (even though it was already about 11) because I didn't feel as I got adequate fuel for the day. So, I did what I do best.
You know you wish you had done that last night as well - don't lie to me. It was wonderful.
This morning, I set out to find where the morning light was the best!
|the usual - overnight oats, bloobs, cinnamon, coconut, and pb|
Wondering where the best light was? The master bedroom - on top of a box... because, well... it was there.
I'm off! I promised you pictures, but well.. maybe tonight. It's kind of a mess over here and I want to WOW you! :)
Question: How was your Saturday spent yesterday? Did you get frustrated at all? How did you cope?