Back Into My Brain

Blogging crosses my mind all the time, but it doesn't seem to actually happen very often (as you guys can see). There are numerous times throughout the week that I think 'oh, i want to blog about that!' but I am usually at work and by the time I get home I forget where I was going with the idea or I don't feel like dragging out my laptop. & if you have had the pleasure of getting to know my laptop you know that it is soon to celebrate it's fifth birthday, it's a hefty little thing, it can be loud in a quiet room, and it gives third degree burns after 20 minutes of sitting on your lap. Nonetheless, I still appreciate the fact that it continues to turn on (sometimes with a little coaxing) for me after so many years (hey, 5 is practically ancient in laptop years).

So, even with those plausible excuses I vow to do my best to get back into the habit of blogging more. Whenever I do sit down to blog it is really relaxing and I enjoy doing it. It's a cheap kind of therapy for me (shopping only gets me so far with my budget these days).

Today's blog is going to be like my previous blog 'Inside My Head'. If you haven't read it, that blog post contained a variety of little thoughts that I had over the course of a day or two. Again, if you know me, you know the wheels in my head are constantly turning.

Here's another look inside my head,

• Orchids. I also told myself that I would marry the first guy that bought me an orchid, no questions asked. If they showed up with an orchid, I would be down on one knee without a doubt (If you have seen The Perfect Man with Hilary Duff, then you would understand... if not, go watch it). Anyway, after waiting years for some guy to show up on my doorstep with orchid in hand, I decided if I wanted an orchid, I would just have to go get myself an orchid. So about two weeks ago, I drove myself to Home Depot and picked out the prettiest orchid they had. It now sits on my end table in my room looking absolutely perfect.. I love it. Lets be honest, if you wait around for the perfect man to arrive, orchid and all, you'll be waiting around forever, because those don't exist...am i right, ladies?! ;) hahaha, don't worry I still have a tiny bit of hope (thank you, Disney).  Just remember, at the end of the day, the one person you can always count on is yourself. 
• Last names. Okay, I might have written about this one before, I'm not one hundred percent sure. But, there is something about hyphenated last names that just really really really really really gets to me. I just don't get them. I am beyond thankful that I do not have a hyphenated last name because I just wouldn't be able to handle it. If I get married, then I'll change my last name to match my husbands. I understand that I will always be a Kovac, even if my drivers license doesn't say so. I do not need my last name tagged onto my new one with a little - in between. No thank you, not my cup of tea. & I will not hyphenate my children's last name. If you happen to have a hyphenated last name, I hope that you do not take offense to this small rant. Hyphenated names are just not on my to-do list. 
• Speaking of to-do lists... I have been writing to-do lists like none other lately. I write down the smallest things to the biggest things, pointless things to important things, ordinary things to random things. I feel more put to together if I have it written down somewhere that I can refer back to. It also makes me feel way more productive and purposeful. I am able to track the progress that I am making, even if it is the smallest step forward (like putting my shoes away). Plus, who doesn't love scribbling out items on their list as they go about their day? 
• I think I have acquired organizational OCD since I have moved back home from school. I am constantly going through drawers, closets, boxes, clothes, etc. Even when I have cleaned and organized a part of my room a week earlier, I feel like I need to go through it again and reevaluate the situation. I'm not sure when I became such a minimalist but even having one pair of earrings sitting on my dresser makes me uneasy. Who am I? I don't know, but i'm not complaining about this new development. 
• Mail. Snail mail. USPS. You know, the type of mail that is handwritten and sealed in an envelope and put in a mailbox to eventually arrive at it's new destination days later? Everyone loves getting cards or letters in the mail. Well, at least I do. Becoming active again in Soldiers' Angels has made me appreciate mail once again [for those of you who don't know what Soldiers' Angels is, it's an organization that allows people to support our troops by signing up to be penpals, a soldier's 'angel'(penpal & sending care packages), along with a variety of other options. I am currently on the letter writing team-I get one name every Wednesday that I send a card to-, as well as having an ePal -penpal, via e-mails]. I love sending out my weekly card in the mail. I love the idea of the whole mail system. I like how someone writes something on a piece of paper/card, and then it leaves their house and arrives at yours... maybe i'm not explaining it right, but the simplest ideas amaze me the most. Anyway, I have been frequenting the card section in stores lately, and have been picking up cards that are too cute to pass up or remind me of someone in particular. Hopefully it puts a smile on their face when they receive it just as easily as it puts one on mine when I send it. 

More daily thoughts to come soon, sorry for the shorter list this time around, my mind is only allowing me think about how I have a stack of cards I need to send off soon, hahaha... 

xoxo-kaila.