Too many thoughts, too little time

Does anyone have a spare Pensieve I could borrow?


Confession: I get freaked out when I don't blog regularly. It's like I have a little blog voice in my head that whispers to me to write, write, write.

Surprisingly, it's often not a lack of information that keeps me silent. Rather, it's an overload of thoughts or projects that temporarily silence me as I attempt to bring order to my life. I'm rereading some of the Harry Potter books right now, and find myself desperately wishing for my very own Pensieve that could help quiet the storm in my brain.

Recent thoughts include:
*Moving! R. and I will soon be residents of the River Market and neighbors of the lovely D. and her significant other. I haaaaate moving but I love the clean slate feeling that comes with a new space. I've been scouring West Elm, CB2 and numerous home design blogs for loft-appropriate decoration and storage ideas.

*Writing/career. Lots, lots, lots on my plate. Full-time magazine work, freelance projects and The Book. It makes for looong yet fulfilled days, but I am missing the feeling of actual weekends. Something tells me I need a helpful dose of time management.

*Money. The aforementioned freelance work has left me with a hefty tax bill and a continued need to budget. Always hard for someone like me with Dom Perignon tastes, but I prefer to focus on how much it will pay off down the road. And luckily, my better half is also better with numbers and the green stuff. He's about to take on a part-time job as my financial advisor!

*Everything happens for a reason . . .? A close friend, married to one of my best friends, recently suffered a horrendous and untimely tragedy when his younger brother lost a hard-fought battle against Hodgkins lymphoma. After an emotional and draining week, you have to wonder about the purpose behind something so terrible. I've found myself extra contemplative and increasingly spiritual in the last week--I suppose it's a way to try and make some sort of sense out of what happened.

I've had so much crowding my head lately that I've been tempted to break out my journal. I can't expect to bore you with EVERYTHING I think about (like which facial cleanser to buy, for example. It's a time-consuming, research-intensive process.)

More soon, including a possible open letter to my least favorite Biggest Loser contestant of ALL TIME. I'm still angry after tonight's episode.