Bust out the cardigans, scarves, and boots, y’all. This week it finally got cold enough to evoke feelings of fall, and, well, my apartment is VERY cold and smells VERY much like pumpkin spice. My fall playlist is in the making. I’m walking out of my way to step on crunchy leaves. I’m enjoying the view of leaves falling before the horror of snowflakes falling in a few months.
Let’s get to the good stuff.
What I read
Personal finance books have weirdly been my jam lately (Hey, adulthood! How you doin’?) and Suze Orman’s The Money Book for the Young, Fabulous & Broke has so far been the best one for, well, a young, fabulous, and semi-broke lady. She breaks everything down and sasses you into listening to her. It is great and so helpful.
Jenny Han’s To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before is so cute and cozy. And every resident of my town is apparently ahead of me on the library hold list for the sequel.
Rebecca Traister’s All the Single Ladies: Unmarried Women and the Rise of an Independent Nation was a hard pill to swallow, but man, is it an important book. Smash the patriarchy, etc., etc., etc.
Rupi Kaur’s milk and honey DESTROYED me. In the best possible way. Everyone, please go read it. It is poetry and prose about pain and healing and pain and healing. It’s quick and will get right at your heart. I loved it so much.
What I learned
I listened to Shonda Rhimes’ Year of Yes, and it got me thinking. I need to learn how to say yes. And no. No more Maybes, no more I Don’t Knows, no more What Do You Want to Dos? Be more assertive. I need to learn how to say no to the things that are not good for my body or my brain. I need to say yes to things like yoga and walks and meditation. Even though they are scary. Even though they take ten minutes out of my day.
The month of minimalism game is really hard. You get rid of one thing on the first, two on the second, three on the third, and so on, and you end up getting rid of your entire house and you live in a box with your cat on the side of the road. I did the first week of it and called it quits. BUT it was a nice way to start looking at my things and thinking: Do I really want/need this? What is it offering me? What if I were able to sell it — would I rather have cash money than this thing sitting in my closet?
What I wrote
I was sort of a writing machine this month. Mostly, I’ve had a lot of things simmering in my brain and forced myself to get them all down. So, here we are: Why We Need Young Memoirists. Reading Pathways: Augusten Burroughs. A Ranking of Chicago’s Used Bookstores. Repurposing Old Books: Options! All at Book Riot, because I go hard.
For work, I had to go explore a li’l town I’d never heard of before. The assignment: Wander for one hour, snap some pictures, and write up a little blurb on it. I present to you Icons of Tower Lakes, Illinois.
Oh, and we can’t forget the best thing I’ve ever done on this here blog: I compiled all of my hilarious tweets from when I had a cold.
This is the fifth edition of my quasi-newsletter. I’m rounding up my month with what I read, what I learned, and what I wrote, and whatever else I want to write about, in a hope to be more mindful of my days. If you gotta write about it later, you make notes to remember stuff, you know? Check last month’s letter, and the This Month archive.