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All it takes is for me to need some photos for work, one or two to display my family on my desk and I find that I have nothing that sums us up perfectly. I'm either not flawlessly beautiful or Lexi has a funny, but not charming face and well then there is Mr Smith who knows I don't pay attention to him in the photo. I could always go back to the wedding photos of us if all else fails, like our engagements did.

Here are the photos I decided on:


Unfortunately, we took the photo on the right after I already sent out invitations
But it is blurry so it looks best as a 4x6.
And Mr Smith didn't tell me that was the last time he would do anything like that again.


He gave me his beanie to keep me warm. I miss how beautiful DC is.



8 Things I Like About Working

1. I get to listen to WHATEVER I want in the car during my 20 minute commute or just enjoy the quiet. QUIET.

2. My workspace is QUIET or I can stick headphones in without a problem

3. I don't feel as stupid and out of place as I did when they showed their best on interview day. There is still a learning curve, but things are less unknown and less abstract as the days go on.

4. I get dressed. I actually feel ready for the day. As if I accomplished something by putting on the work pants.

5. I know I'm making something, even if minimal, some money.

6. Going to work kind of seems like a vacation. It is completely separate from the rest of my life.

7. #6 exists because I work half days. I could get used to only working 4 hours a day.

8. I'm remembering & learning again. My brain turned to mush post baby.




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