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[who is this girl?]

May 29, 2013

Today I woke up early even though I didn’t have to.

I put on pink lipstick.

I got a mani/pedi for the first time in YEARS. (God bless Groupon and the salon behind my office.)

I got home, ate a salad with quinoa and tuna, and then made meatballs to freeze. Ah, the fruits of our CSA!

I went for a two mile run to keep myself ready for Saturday’s 5k.

I got my Ipsy bag in the mail.

I tried on the coral lipstick, perfume, and brow gel as I stretched my legs against a wall, listening, laughing, and crying to This American Life.

I put the nail polish next to the other pinks in my ROYGBIV-sorted nail polish collection.

I ate a bowl of strawberries.

I prepped dinner: more salad, more quinoa, salmon, and challah bread.


20 year old Renee doesn’t recognize 27 year old Renee.

15 year old Renee sure as fuck doesn’t recognize 27 year old Renee.


…Come to think of it, 25 year old Renee wouldn’t recognize her either.

I kinda like it.




[Adulthood is kinda cool.]

2 Comments leave one →
  1. May 30, 2013 7:04 am

    Adulthood is crazy, yo.
    This week we planted flowers in our new planter and paid off our living room furniture. And we were thrilled about it.

  2. May 30, 2013 8:24 am

    I had this exact same experience the other day—this “who am i?!” experience. the day was spent copy editing my colleague’s dissertation, then i taught a yoga class, then i took a yoga class, then i came home and made a DIY organic hair mask out of avocado and coconut oil, then i made a bunch of green juice for the next couple day’s breakfast. i was like, “are you kidding me?! i used to hate hippies. now i am one. and it kind of rules.”

    (i don’t know if i’ve ever commented on your blog before, but i’ve been enjoying following it!)

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