I think it’s summer. I’m sitting beside an open window, in a skirt, sipping on lemon water, listening to Joy the Baker’s new podcast and loving life. Anyone else listen to it yet? Anyone else find that bloggers’ real voices never, ever match up to how you imagine their voices? It’s disconcerting.
I’m back in the downright gorgeous city of Montreal for the remainder of the summer. I’m in the process of looking for a new apartment, and I may have located just the one! I don’t want to jinx it though, so I’m going to keep mum on how much I like it until I can figure out how to acquire it. Tomorrow the job hunt begins – I get nervous about handing out resumes, but it’s got to happen and I’ve got to stay confident.
For now, though, I get to fantasize about the rest of the summer. Concerts, festivals, dinners al fresco, farmer’s markets, reading in parks. If the last couple days are any indication, the next few months are going to be heavenly: free, breezy, relaxed. Work and play in equal parts.
I’m getting excited about starting little projects too. I really want to launch myself into cooking, so I plan to scour my cookbooks for recipes and then actually make them. I always get inspired, and then end up making a sandwich in the end. I want to try new ingredients, make delicious food, and consume it each and every night. I have time, meaning I have no excuse not to anymore.
I also lost my grip on journalling part way through the year, which is something I have already started to remedy. For the first year of university, I wrote in my journal almost every single night. I’ve filled three spiral bound notebooks thus far, but somewhere along the way this year I fell off the wagon. This summer I want to chronicle not only what I do, but how I feel. Writing in my journal helps me get things out of my head, work through my anxieties and relax.
Of course too, I want to read. I think this will be my ultimate pass-time (as it has always been in the past) this summer. I have countless books I’m itching to read, and now’s the time to read them. I’ve read 22/100 books so far this year, time to catch up!
I got a dramatic haircut the other day. It’s very dramatic, guys. Well okay, it’s not a dramatic haircut in and of itself, but it’s a dramatic difference from what I had previously. It’s like, a bob! I don’t have a good picture of it yet, but as soon as I do, I’ll share. But I can tell you one thing: I love it. I love love love it. It’s shorter than I’ve had in years, but it somehow just suits me. I wasn’t nervous to cut it all off, I was ready. And now I feel great. There’s nothing like a great new haircut, am I right?
I have lots of kooky plans and adventures I want to embark on this summer. They may include: elaborate email newsletters, Camp NaNoWriMo, painting my new apartment this colour, making cinnamon rolls from scratch, drinking gin and tonics, taking dance lessons, baking cakes, eating brunch and blogging about all of it.
What about you? Any awesome summer plans in mind?
Yours in summer lovin’,
