Failing Through Adulthood

Someone asked me the other day how I got everything done. Via text (and I quote): "...How do you do it?! I'm convinced you're a robot" Well, first of all- thank you. I am very flattered. Gif of me doing Bathtub Wine Critic But seriously, as previously mentioned, I have a lot on my plate. First, I work full-time- and some days, longer than full-time. I'm currently doing a lot at work so there's outside study involved too. It's a bit of a mess. Second, I am doing Masters classes. I'm in a class right now, and in two weeks I've had to read about 1100 pages, write two papers, do a 15 min presentation, take a written final exam, and start a 10-page paper- all on different topics. All of this has occurred on weekends so no joy for me.  Third- I volunteer. I'm a volunteer victim advocate, crisis text line counselor, and spend time doing other things to help people out. This has taken a dip with me being so busy, but the

I have the constant feeling that I'm not a good adult. Failure at life sounds a bit too harsh, but failing at adulting sounds both more millennial and more accurate- hence the title "Failing Through Adulthood" on this blog. Objectively, I am in a good place. I plan my time wisely, working full-time, parenting a silly pup, getting my Masters, going to church, spending time with family and friends, and volunteering. I'm pretty good at doing what I do- so why do I feel bad at it? Obviously, I blame THE PATRIARCHY. And THE MEDIA. (I mean, they clearly play a part but I'm mostly joking there). I think the reason I think I'm not good at life is because being an adult isn't easy, it's non-stop, and I'm nowhere near where I thought I'd be 10 years ago. But that's not a bad thing. I am nowhere close to who I was 10 years ago either, so judging myself to an old standard that is actually impossible is stupid. 10 years ago I didn't

Team, here's a lovely BTWC from a few months ago cough cough August. Left largely unedited because you know how I do. So let’s get down to business. This wine I’m trying is an actual local-brewed wine. As in Colorado has home brewery options. Aka you pretty much can make your own wine and enjoy it. Now, I’m not saying I stole this one from my parents buuuuut omg I just said that Apparently "Skeeter Pee" is a popular home brew flavor. That’s all I know. So I used a bath bomb so I can’t really tell what the wine smells like because I just smell Midnight Relaxation or something. I don’t know the name of this bath bomb but it was something like Twilight Flowers or something like that. Plus I got like 1000 candles going so there's SCENTS happening Look at this ambiance omg. So lovely I deserve an EXPERIENCE I’m pretty sure this one isn’t supposed to smell like soapy lavender Maybe there’s lemon or something acidy??? FIRST TASTE Th

This post was a smidge delayed but I'm not changing the tenses. Enjoy! Hey party people! I'm drinking red wine in a bathrobe right now because I am living my best life! I've spent a lot of time with people today and I am so ready to be an introvert, which translates to drinking alone in my room. (That sounds a lot more unhealthy than it really is. Don't worry- I'm responsible) I hear you guys going- Katie, it's Bathtub Wine Critic. Shouldn't you be taking a bath? Well, wouldn't you know but I am drinking in a bathtub. I'm just fully-clothed. And while that definitely seems like I have a problem, seriously this robe is soooo fluffy. Worth. I am great at flattering photos. So I picked this wine up at a Dutch grocery store in Curacao, so the price was 10.99 ANG (which is approximately $6.15). I thought $10 was decently priced, but once I realized it was gonna be even cheaper, I was stoked. (For comparison, Barefoot wine was like 14 ANG bec

I'm not a risk-taker. I'm sure some of you will be surprised by that, but I like to play it safe and make well-informed decisions. My book club The Go Love Yourself Box recently had a book called Brave, Not Perfect by Reshma Saujani ,  which challenged us to do a small act of bravery each day. I took it to heart and decided to do something about it. Yesterday, I jumped off a cliff. Literally. I jumped off a cliff into the ocean. I can justify it wasn't the biggest cliff (15-20 feet) and that I had to watch all of my friends jump before me (including from in the water so I could see how far down they fell and how far away from the ocean floor they were) and how I had to get my friends to encourage me to jump, but I don't need to. (This isn't me and the lady is clearly more graceful, but you get the point) Yesterday, I jumped off a cliff. I was terrified. My legs were trembling enough that I thought I might fall off the cliff instead of jumping. I had to

It's Bachelorette Weekend for my best friend Marjorie's wedding, and I'm ready to get liiiiit. Jk jk we're not really drinking that much (Bride's request) so we're just going on an adventure. The entire thing is a surprise for Marjorie, so I can't post anything beforehand but here we goooooo

Aaaaaand here I am again, finally sitting down at my computer after months and months of nothing. I doubt anyone is shocked- I know I am not. My " About " section literally says I post sporadically, so here I am... doing that. I've been super active on Instagram lately (insert shameless plug here ) and I've used my stories for the past few months as a way to review things I like. Instead, I decided to finally upload stuff on Youtube so my videos of nonsense and babbling can be preserved for strangers forever. I'm not kidding. But anyway, my first review is of the Go Love Yourself Box , which I have been subscribed to for months and very much recommend. I have an unboxing video of the May 2019 box- which I got today! And thus my first Youtube video (that I haven't deleted out of sheer shame) exists. Let me know what you think! Also, I hope you enjoyed the 1000000 hyperlinks in this post. Love always, ~Katie