I’m really good at being a control freak. I like to plan excessively for things, and often have a picture in my head detailing exactly how I want them to be. Two of my talent themes are futuristic and maximizer (i.e. perfectionist). So often, I have unrealistic expectations. When things don’t work out how I planned them, it frustrates me. Like today. But you know what? It’ll be okay. As my sweet friend Meredith reminded me, more often than I’d care to admit, I just need to let go and let God take control.

It’s kind of comforting, not having to be in the drivers seat all the time, you know? I need to accept that things won’t work as planned, and then move on with life, and let God be in control. Can I get an amen?

I don’t drink coffee, but I absolutely love the smell/look of coffee beans. Storytime – my dad is a coffee purist. French Press, grinder, and he drinks it straight black. I tried coffee when I was in Israel. If you’ve ever been, you know that Arab coffee is intense. Like, drink-it-in-a-shot-glass kind of intense. Long story short, coffee in general makes me extraordinarily hyper and unable to concentrate (then I crash). Yeah, well, I’m not doing that again.

Regardless, coffee beans are some of my favorites. Are you a coffee drinker or no?

Three conference calls, several rushed essays, and a drive to and from the city. Let’s add the panic of seeing the dreaded “your domain name has expired” email, and thankfulness that my sweet mom loaned me money to pay it. I’m a photo contest finalist at Lucia’s, and may have gotten an interview for a summer internship.

Life is good. Absolutely crazy. But insanely good.

I’m off to write an article, fill out papers, and get to sleep for that 4:00am wake-up call for market.