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I wish I could say January has been amazing but…I have high standards. I *had* higher standards. It’s been a good lesson in expectations, because the end of this month is closing in (wait, what the hell happened to January?) and fudge, I haven’t even met my booking goals, despite working my ass off. I keep reminding myself that I haven’t even hit my one year mark in this city (this weekend will be one year!) and this time last year, I had only three bookings on the calendar and no friends in Austin.
Look at me now, ma!
Every day, I strive for gratitude and humbleness. I try to give twice as much as I receive. Last week, I had a low day. It had been a hard week, for various reasons and instead of closing up and removing myself from society like I normally would, I invited friends over. I spontaneously hiked with another friend. I got drunk and had a wild freakin’ night with a fellow photographer (and a couple we picked up and got trashed…ask me about it in person). I woke up on inauguration day hung over but emotionally happy. Am I where I thought I would be a year ago? yes and then some! I leave on Thursday for Colombia, I have friends watching my pets, a new friend I met in Puerto Rico coming with me to Cartagena and some amazing clients waiting for me here for their February wedding!
I don’t know what the coming year holds. I made some pretty drastic and left turn-style personal decisions that don’t belong on a wedding blog, but I’ve been focused on personal improvement this year. I’m working out almost every day (and still eating burgers because I might die tomorrow), seeing friends almost every day and enjoying everything being thrown at me. I’ve embraced being single in a way I didn’t even know was possible. I feel like I’m evolving from a butterfly to like a supernova chemical experiment butterfly with razors for wings.
Or something like that.
Either way, check out April & Jeremiah. Because these two are badass. Their wedding is at Vuka in May and they’re refusing cake. They’re going to have pie.