:: This week has been a rollercoaster of emotions for me. On Monday, I was feeling really good about my life and myself. Tuesday, I started to come down a little. Wednesday, I absolutely hit a funk. My workouts have helped a little, but I'm still not feeling quite myself.
:: One of the big reasons for my funk, I think, is that I still feel like an outcast or the new kid at my place of work. I've been there seven months, but I can't really say I have any friends there. I eat lunch alone. My only social interaction is when I check social media. Basically, I feel invisible. My fitness classes are introducing me to some new people in the company, but even there I feel like no one really likes or notices me. And I have a really hard dealing with the feeling of not being liked.
:: Last night, I was carded at the grocery store. The cashier looked at my ID and said, "Wow. You look way younger than that." Bless you, child. (For those new to this blog, I'm 35.)
:: Over the weekend, I chatted with the person who will be doing the cover for my next novel. She came up with a great concept, and now the trouble is finding a male model. It's a baseball romance story, so I need a guy with big hands, strong forearms, and athletic chest. Needless to say, I've been checking out the hands and arms of every guy I encounter.
:: I have a new favorite feed to follow on instagram -- Hot Dudes With Kittens. Seriously. It's the best.
How's your week going?