So here we are, almost a year in California. Life moves a little quicker, we are a little more passionate, money is easier, we don’t sweat as much, and we are happy.
You’d think I’d get back into my routine of exercising and my life long goal of being a fit bitch but I’m just taking it one day at a time. As much as I miss the island, I’m happy in California. We’re happy in California. Yes I still have a spending addiction, many years later and I’m sure many more to come but we’ll just take that as it hits us.
Even though I’m failing at being a fit bitch, I am continuing my other life long passion-to be as tan as possible. Because I don’t believe in SPF, and by “don’t believe” I mean I don’t like it- I’ve come to the sad yet deserving conclusion that I will soon look like I’m 50 even though I’m a fall chicken in my late twenties. The way I see it is that I have earned my soon to come sun-caused wrinkles as well as some beautiful dark spots, however I have begun to invest in self-tanner. I don’t mind having a slightly orange-ish glow and of course I discovered a tanning oil with 15spf in it…which unfortunately does actually work.
Once we actually hit a true year in California, THEN I will start my fit bitch phase of my life, until then, I’ll work on the tan.
xoxo
E.