Random Thoughts 1.14.14

This is probably the most random post of thoughts in a while…just go with it, mmmkay?

-Jason and I have completed {and survived} week one of the Whole 30 Challenge! It’s a freaking miracle, ya’ll! It really hasn’t been all that terrible, though. In the book, It Starts With Food, they talk about how food is emotional, both positively and negatively, and I’d have to totally agree with that. I have mostly wanted things I couldn’t have, and we stayed in most of last week instead of dining out—so a lot of it really is mental. But it is starting to become more a routine, already and hopefully once this sticks, I won’t feel so isolated from my normal social-y {it’s a word} self once I know how to manage it all.

-We went to Whole Foods over the weekend for most of our groceries. We spent $175.00. I wanted to cry. Some of those things included staples like evoo, spices, a trip to their slightly overpriced, but tasty, salad bar for lunch, etc. But still…normally I can get our weekly bill to $70 at the MOST. Jason said, “If you’re justifying this to me, don’t. I’m not stressing. This is an investment in our health.”…well, hot damn. I never thought he’d be so on board with yet another one of my health phases. Well played, husband. There is still no effing way we’re spending that much next week.

St. Augustine Vacation: The Sights

Though my birthday is January, 2nd, Jason and I opted to take a birthday trip one week before the big 3-0. Mainly because at my company, we get very busy for the month of January, and aren't able to take any time off. But it was also nice to get out of town during the holidays, where it can be just us. We had such a great time!

Initially, I had thought there would just be an old fort to look at, and that I would become bored. I was so wrong! So wrong in fact, that I have decided to split our trip up into two posts: the touristy sights, and the food. I had NO idea that St. Augustine was such a foodie town, ya'll. And so, I decided all the delicious eats deserved a post of their own.

Segui Room at Casa de Solana

Jason and I stayed at an adorable B&B on Aviles St {the oldest street in St. Augustine}, after my sister recommended them. Casa de Solana was so charming! We booked their three night special, and so we also received a 3 day train pass, and admission to a few historical attractions. I also booked an in room massage, that was heavenly, and much needed. I think everyone should get massages on vacation--it sets the whole tone of the trip; RELAXING!

Christmas Heaven

...and then she turned 30.

This weekend was another one for the books! We celebrated my birthday with friends,and went to dinner with my family. And of course, if you follow me on Instagram, you may have also noticed Jason and I went to St. Augustine {a week early} for my birthday.

Unfortunately, on my actual birthday, both the Crews' had to work, and Jason was also sick. So I made my own birthday dinner. Such sadness, right? Actually, it was just what I needed. After a Christmas Party, actual Christmas, our trip, NYE, and our upcoming weekend, I wanted nothing more than to just stay in.

Friday, I arrived at work to a decorated cube. Minus the 10,000 pieces of glitter I will inevitably continue to find, I thought it was very sweet of my co-workers to remember me after many of us were out for the holidays {even if it was a day late}.

After work,  Jason and I hightailed to downtown St. Petersburg to attend First Friday with friends. But due to the "freezing" weather that we had Friday...First Friday, where they block the road off, playing live music, and  food and beer vendors, was cancelled. We live in Florida, and while it was cold, a jacket {and adult beverages} would warm us, right away. And so, an impromptu pub crawl with loads of friends was decided!

But not before Jason surprised me with a room for the night at the WaterGarden Inn!

After getting ready, we met our first round of friends at Cask and Ale. Apparently, they just opened last week. I loved the vibe, decor, and style. I felt a little under dressed, as it was a tad hipster, but I would definitely go back.

Apparently, we weren't the only ones wanting to brave the "cold", Friday, as places started to become packed. Our next stop on this tour was to Five Bucks Drinkery. Full of folks, we were able to snag two tables, at least while more friends joined {and others left}, and I sipped some tasty Sea Dog Blueberry Ale.

spot the creepers.

Initially, I thought as I celebrated the next decade, that this night would be full of crazy debauchery that would kill me the following day, but it was more of a chill night with friends. And truth be told, as many stories as my friends, and husband could tell you, I have calmed down, and don't need to act white girl wasted in public. Plus, at twenty-two, that's fun, but at thirty...it's sort of embarrassing.

That doesn't mean my siblings, and a few friends didn't buy me extra drinks at the next stop, Midtown Sundries, where I wanted to die at the thought of it all. But I held my own, uhthankyouverymuch. We stayed at Midtown the longest, since they had pool tables, a hockey game on tv, and actual food that people ordered.

Since we knew come Monday, it was back to clean eating, and all that jazz, Jason and I had a tasty brunch at Salt Rock Tavern.

Much later in the day, and it was time to do the family thing. We had dinner at Grille 54, in Trinity. I had my favorite dish ever, the eggplant stack. Followed by cake; chocolate cake, and nutella cheesecake. Both my mom, and sister made a dessert, without the other one realizing it. Good things calories don't count on your birthday week, right?!

I had a wonderful 30th, and am now bey-ond ready for a bit of routine here, at Casa de Crews.

Thanks again for all the birthday love, friends!
XOXO,
Nichole

30.

Today is the day, ya'll. I can no longer call myself a, "twenty-something". It's weird. I had teenage parents, and I remember BOTH my mom and dad turning thirty! It really is just a number, and for anyone else, I would say it isn't a big deal, but when it is yourself, it is a bit weird to say, right?

When you're in your teens, you can't wait to be twenty! And then of course, twenty-one, ha ha. But who says, "oh yay, I am turning thirty!!"?

But I am mostly happy with who I have become. I was a very {very!} unsure person when I started my last decade. I thought I knew it all, when I knew...nothing.

So in honor of my birthday, I thought I'd share...

30. Not everything is about you
29. Tis better to give, than to receive
28. Take time for yourself, sometimes {still struggle with this}
27. Sometimes, a ridiculous night of debauchery is in order; it makes for good memories
26. In friendship, at some point, it becomes about quality versus quantity
25. Don't be afraid to speak up for yourself
24. It doesn't matter what other people think
23. Even if it seems like SO many around you don't get "it", some do {which goes back to #26}
22. Patience is a virtue
21. Because somehow, it all works out in the end
20. Don't rush to be with someone, just because everyone you know has coupled-up. A lot of those people will be single, or divorced by the time you're getting married, or are happily married {thank GOD, I met a guy who was more patient than I was, and taught me to s.l.o.w. down}
19. Possessing etiquette and manners will make an impression and help you in many social situations
18. Don't be afraid to try new things
17. Don't be afraid to try new things, alone
16. Find something that drives you, and work your ass off to do it {even if that means a side biz, while working a full-time corporate job, because as #21 suggests, eventually it all pans out}
15. The older you get, the better quality of booze you shall need for a night out {or I promise, you'll pay the next day!}
14. Naps solve most problems, whether you are three, or thirty
13. Complaining just makes you look ugly {still trying to work very hard on this!}
12. Be true to yourself
11. Confidence is a sexy thing, no matter what your size
10. No one likes a sh!t talker; calm yo' self
9. You're never too old to watch Pretty Little Liars
8. Always trust your instincts
7. Try not to worry what others think
6. You'll know when you have found "the one", no matter how much you try and stubbornly fight it; resistance is futile. Go with it. He loves you just as much {as cheesy as that is}
5. As awkward as it feels, sometimes you have to step out of your comfort zone to grow
4. Being a grown-up is a pain in the ass
3. But the rewards for being said grown-up are SO worth it
2. Appreciate it all {no matter how big, or small}
1. Enjoy the ride

No longer a twenty-something,
Nichole

2014: Goals

On our last night of vacation {more on that, later}, as we were falling asleep, I asked Jason if he had any goals for the upcoming year. In total Jason fashion, he of course doesn't make goals, other than, "surviving another year of law school", I was told. He makes a valid point.

But for me, I need goals. Or resolutions....tasks. Call it what you like. I need them.

Tomorrow, I turn thirty. In some ways, as I get older I know more of what I want out of life, and how to obtain it. Of course, in other ways I get overwhelmed and wonder what the heck I am doing...but that is how it goes, and at least I can say I have a heck of a lot more confidence as I enter my thirties than I did in my twenties. Afreakingmen, ya'll.

2013

Sometimes, I lose sight of this blog and why I started it. I originally started it as a newlywed to document my new life as a wife. Through it, I have met and made many new friends, learned how to network, evolved as a person...I could go on and on.

But sometimes, life passes too quickly and I forget how much we have done in a year, and then I am once again so grateful to have this little ol' blog to look back and reflect on as 2013 comes to an end.

I tend to get whiny, when things get too busy, but I do know how lucky I am. I am so fortunate to have a family I am close to, a husband who I love the ish out of, a few very close wonderful friends I can count on, and even more friends that I get to have fun with!

In 2013, Jason and I took our first plane ride together flying to Las Vegas to celebrate my twenty-ninth! We took a trip South to see our friends get hitched, while seeing old friends who live out of town.We also flew to NYC to see our friends get married in August; last week we drove to St. Augustine for a little us time to regroup between semesters/my birthday. And I went on a cruise for Jennifer's Bachelorette Trip. We traveled well in 2013, for sure.

Candid. {Kim Geraci Photography}

Oh hi, remember me? Things have been in-sanely busy this week!  I just wanted to pop in real quick and share some of the professional photos Jason and I took for our upcoming Christmas cards. Funny enough, Jason is very comfortable in front of the camera, whereas I am better with candid shots. But husband was a good sport, and we got a few great shots. A HUGE thank YOU to Kim Geraci for snapping such great photos {even with my super sensitive blue eyes {that do not like the sun}}. If you're in the area, I highly recommend Kim!

That would be Jason and I ::ahem:: discussing the "luscious locks"

XOXO,

Nichole

The Great Pumpkin Swap!

TGIF! I am linking up with Kristin and Becky for their 2nd Annual Great Pumpkin Swap!

I was paired with the super sweet Jen from The Adventures of our Army Life. I had never read her site before and in trying to get to know her and send her Fall goodies she would actually like, I stalked perused her blog a bit, and discovered she also has a cute lil' dachshund, and is a Target junkie just like yours truly.

And after sending and receiving, we got each other pretty similar goods! Clearly we were destined to be matched?

Dating

...my husband. Who did you think I was talking about?!

I started this site two years ago as a newlywed, and it is sort of all over the place, these days. But one thing I got away from was sharing more personal info about the Crews family. Which is somewhat ironic seeing as our site is called CASA de CREWS, right?!

Lately things have been hectic, busy, and exhausting. A huge part of this for me is my day job. I also try not to share much of that online, but it is a major part of my stress, and exhaustion. I'm working on that but for now it is what it is. I have admittedly been miserable, more days than not. And I get lonely with my husband gone so much. And he is tired for obvious reasons.

So when we spend quality time together, its not the most well, quality. So I did what any "normal" person in 2013 would do...I googled "dating my husband". Innovative, right? Ha ha.

Husbands DO listen

Last week, at about 11pm, when Jason was finally home from school, he found a disheveled, exhausted, and frustrated wife. My computer has been on the fritz and was freezing as I tried to finish a blog post. I was tired because by 11pm, I am done with life, and disheveled because I started to wash my face an hour before, but didn't remove my eye makeup, and my hair is always was a mess. Have I painted a lovely enough picture for you? So anyway, Jason comes home after a full day of work, and class for three hours and a 45 minute drive from said class to me, the hottest wife in all the land, right?

Was I pleasant and as happy to see him as the dogs were? Uh no. Sometimes I wonder why that guy sticks around, I tell ya. So he hands me an envelope, and I place it on the arm of the couch and continue to curse my laptop.

He makes himself a drink and says, "Well, I guess Gigi and I are going, without you", and having no idea what he is talking about, I look at Jason like he's crazy. He then snags the envelope I had no interest in looking at, and proceeds to opes. In that envelope I cared nothing about just minutes before contained two tickets to Michael Bublé!!

You see boys and girls {do boys read my blog? Probably not. I digress}, I may have nagged mentioned a time or thirty that I wanted to go to this concert, and while I could just have bought us the tickets myself, where is the fun in that. But then I actually forgot all about Michael Bublé and life went on.

Michael Bublé was the first concert Jason and I went to alone, without our friends, five or six years ago. It was such a great memory, and I remember that night Jason talked about marriage. It wasn't anything serious, but it was when I knew that things with this guy were going somewhere good, in fact way better than I could have ever expected. It was that fun and exciting talk that makes you wonder but not worry just yet about where its all headed. It really was  a lovely evening.

Not to mention, Everything, was our first dance as husband and wife.

Photo credit: Caroline & Evan Photography

So why didn't I just tell you, "Jason got us tickets"? Because there is a moral to this story, and that moral is: My husband listens to me, even when I think he doesn't. And even though more times than not, these days I am the above mentioned hot mess of a wife, he still loves me and surprises me with tickets to concerts. I'm one heck of a lucky girl. Sometimes it can be easy to forget the small things.

XOXO,
Nichole

Monday Blues

I've been in a funk lately with blogging, meal planning, and working out. Things have just been crazy, and hectic for the last month or so, and while I love staying busy, everything else sort of falls by the wayside, doesn't it?

On the plus side, things appear to be slowing a bit and I was able to thoroughly clean Casa de Crews, and treat myself after to a facial, from the most eccentric and wonderful of estheticians, and have my hair done, this weekend. I'm feeling refreshed and ready to start tackling this thing called life, again.

Where am I going?

Do you think today's blog post title is too deep for a Monday? It may be, but that is where my head is at, currently.

This past weekend, I attended my first blog conference ever, Blog Fete. I had a great time, and feel super inspired! I also realize that this little ol' blog doesn't have as much direction as I would like. I met a ton of successful ladies; business owners from all spectrums, a few like me who have day jobs we're not passionate about and want to do more than we are, and a few who were professional bloggers; as in for a living. Whoa.

Do I know where this little page in the blogosphere is going? Nope, I sure don't. I do, however have some ideas after this weekend. It may take me time to get where I plan to on my site, but I plan to, soon!

Hey, that's me!

Gigi Marie

Yes, yes this is a post about my dog. Does that sound ridiculous? Maybe, but it's my blog and I'll write what I want to, right?

Two years ago, Jason and I adopted {or whatever you'd like to call it} Gigi from a friend, who couldn't keep her. Gigi was this little thang who initially wanted nothing to do with Jason or me.

But that changed in oh, about three hours.

She is the most spoiled of babies. She is a nervous little thing, and while I may be biased also the smartest and prettiest.

Weekend Scenes 9/23/13

I just want a good four days of nothing. And a clean house. And meals where the calories don't count. Is that so much to ask? Yea, sadly that is what I thought.

So, anyways the week that was-- it was another busy one. Jason and I actually had an impromptu date night last Wednesday and caught our last Tampa Rays home game for the season {unless they win the wild card}.

But first we started with a little Mexican for dinner. Lime Fresh Mexican is a decent spot. In all honesty, Chipotle will always be my number one, but I do like Lime Fresh's service, much more and they have great promotions Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. Or cutely named "WTF". On these days, they offer $2 tacos and 2-for-1 drinks {beer, sangria, and margaritas}. While Jason and I took advantage of the 2-for-1 beers, I opted for their lite quesadilla; Two whole wheat tortillas filled with chicken, organic fat-free refried beans and melted jack and cheddar cheese. So the only real "cheat" on my meal was a beer. The lite quesadilla was very filling! Jason ordered the steak 'n' cheese taco; A crispy corn taco shell stuffed with steak, sautéed onions and peppers, homemade queso and topped with pico de gallo. We got a massive dinner for under $20! They have an impressive salsa bar, as well. Have you been to Lime Fresh?

Just another...

Just another Manic Monday. Isn't that always the truth? I thought that having Jason back in school, would allow my evenings to open up more; that seems to be impossible these days, however. I'd love a good two days of nothing to do. Is so much to ask for? I didn't think so...

I have stayed on track for most of last week. After deciding to get real online with my weight loss, I felt like a huge weight was lifted. Both literally and figuratively. Hardy, har. I did allow myself one cheat meal and drink with a friend, and that was it. Every other meal, I made smart choices, and got myself to the gym almost every day last week, including both weekend days. Thankyouverymuch.

But back to this cheat meal. Jennifer and I met at Fly Bar in downtown Tampa, for some stellar happy hour deals. Jenn is my fave foodie friend, and when she said she wanted to try somewhere both of us had never been, she knew I'd be in. I have been once before, but it was over a year ago, and I had been dying to go back. So like the smart girls we are, we sought out the menus first, to ensure we got the most bang for our buck.

Goals {September}

Yes, there are less days in this year than not, and I am just now finally getting around to posting a few goals; hard, concrete, write em' down to obtain them, goals.

...better late than never, yes?

First of all, thank YOU all so very much for your kind words, support, and encouragement after I shared the dreaded number on the scale. I know it has only been three days, but saying {er, writing?} it for all to see, somehow has lifted a weight. I mean clearly those who know me in the figurative flesh can tell this kid isn't thin, but I don't think most would have guessed that number. Until about twenty pounds ago, I think I was able to hide the number and carry it well.

I do really well with my eating when I want to, and working out. I have a hard time managing both at the same time, however.

Someone I work with suggested setting small, obtainable goals. He is so right. I told Jason this and he agreed and said that he has noticed I push myself too hard, at first and then give up. Again, so very true. I give up, easily.

In being my absolute heaviest, I mentioned I am miserable. In most aspects of my life. By nature I love to be around people, and I like to be a part of things! But with Jason in school, I have become more of a homebody. If you know me in real life, you probably disagree with me, but it is true. I don't do as much as I did, and when I do, I am often resentful...care to take a guess as to who gets the brunt of my grouchiness when they aren't working full time, and going to law school in the evening. B-I-N-G-O.

So with all of that being said, here are my goals for this month. I plan to do something I rarely, ever do: take it a day at a time.

• Set obtainable goals: I am planning to get in 30-45 minutes each day of physical activity. Not just walking, but heart pounding cardio and/or weights. But at my own pace. 
• Eat within my calories: I can kill it when I eat when I want to. But one bad meal, or cocktail, or Miller Lite and my week of meal planning goes pretty much out the window. If I want to have a drink, I am allowing myself with friends once/week, two drink minimum. And in reading Jillian Michaels, Slim For Life, if I have a bad meal, follow it up with five clean meals. So hopefully I won't feel guilt, and can enjoy something indulgent from time to time without gaining back 5lbs. Just have to stay within the calories.
• Say yes more: Like I mentioned, I have been more of a homebody lately. I still have a fun social life, but on my own terms, as long as I am in control. I never used to be like this! So if I get an invite to something that I think will put me OUT of my comfort zone {because I am uncomfortable with the way I look} and I have the free time, I have to accept. Period.
• Be nicer to that husband: of course we have issues. He isn't perfect, and we know I am not, and yes we're a team, but I take a lot of my issues out on him. My weight loss isn't something unfortunately he can fix for me. No matter how much I want him to ;)

Do you still have goals this far into the year? What are they?

XOXO,

Nichole

New York Vacation: Part 1

Last weekend, {or maybe it is two weekends ago, I have lost track of all time, it seems this past month, but I digress},  Jason and I took a three day weekend to Long Island, New York and see our dear friends get hitched!

A little back story: Suiny and Andrew were our next door neighbors. While I like to think I am a friendly neighbor, I have never been overly cheery with people in my building. I blame it on my first apartment at eighteen, where I had some creepy neighbors that scarred me for life. But anyways, back to Andrew and Suiny. They were around my and Jason's age, and had two dogs. Really, it was our dogs that bonded us from the get go.

We started to hang out, and double date, and take our dogs to the park together. They had just moved to Tampa from New York, and were starting their life together. Technically, they were already married, and at the time with Jason and I only having one year under our marriage belt, they were one of our first close pair of married friends. To this day, I feel like they are one of the only other married couples we know that get "it", and one another like I feel Jason and I get each other; if that makes sense.

Christmas, 2012

They have since moved away from Tampa, but when they invited us to their wedding ceremony, we knew there was nowhere else, we would rather be! Plus, the timing between Jason's semesters worked out, perfectly.

We left on a Friday, and were home by Monday, and took one day {Sunday} to go into the city {more on that, later!}. We met loads of their families, drove the bride and groom, drank a lot, danced a ton, and enjoyed some seriously gorgeous weather!

Four hours of sleep, and two plane rides later, Jason and I arrived at the rehearsal dinner, exhausted and happy.

Neighbors turned great friends

...and a wedding photo dump:

never.gets.old.

Suiny and Andrew, we hope you will be friends for life no matter how far apart we live!

Hope you're enjoying your honeymoon.

XOXO,
Nichole, Jason, Gigi, and Oskar,

Reality

The "summer" is over in regards to Jason's break. We had a good four weeks together. The summer was rough on us both, and truth be told, I have a hard time adjusting; adjusting when Jason goes back to school in the evenings, and also when he is home. While I am thrilled to see him, I get so used to my own routine, that I have to adjust all over. It's a viscous cycle, ya'll. #FirstWorldProblems.

At the end of his Spring semester, while I was on a cruise with friends, Jason accepted a new job, and was about to start the summer term, which consisted of a crammed seven weeks of Hell, and a new job. Fast forward and the job he started in May wasn't working out. Husband was miserable, and started to look for new employment. Of all the coincidences in the world, Jason applied for a posting that had little information listed other than it was an insurance defense firm in Tampa {which is what Jason was going before the new job in May}, and found out the following day, he actually knew two of the three attorneys at the firm, and they offered him a job on the spot! Things seem to turn out how they're always supposed to, huh?

So. Jason finished the summer with decent grades, and one year of law school under his belt, and another a new job.

We took advantage of all the time we had, no matter how short it was going to be. We both had to work, but maximized our time with friends, family, and each other at night and on the weekends.

We went to a wedding in July, several Rays games, canvas painting {and ahem, drinking}, multiple dinners out, Jason was able to play golf a few times. We played trivia with friends. We took a trip to Long Island, NY, and NYC this past weekend to see friends get married and be tourists in the city.

It's been a wonderful month, and as always it is sad {for me} when it's over.

But reality has set back in and we're back to our daily grind(s). All we can do is enjoy the time we have, when we have it, and move forward.

Sometimes, I hate being an adult. But there is still no one I'd ever want to go through this life with, than that guy I married.

XOXO,
Nichole

154.

I don't even know how, or where to begin this post. I'm upset with myself, again. I'm so bey-ond tired of feeling like this, and not liking what I see.

My weight. The thing that controls so much of my life. It is more than just the scale, but how I look, too. I really hate the way I look. Yes, I know I have a pretty face, and a good heart and am a good person {and clearly, very modest, huh?}. But I feel and see only what I know, and that is that I look terrible, which in turn makes me feel like shit. No nice way to sugarcoat that.

I told myself after I turned twenty-nine in Las Vegas, that enough was enough. But isn't that how it goes for so many of us? We get hyped up, and we are motivated and ready to enter beast mode at the gym and kill it in the kitchen. We use all these EXTREME adjectives to lose weight, and this time WE'RE GOING TO DO IT, BETCHES. And at the time we mean it. And then something happens, and/or life gets in the way.

January 2, 2013

One hundred and fifty four days until I turn thirty. Twenty-two weeks  to feel better about myself and stick with this once and for all before I enter the next decade. I refuse to enter my thirties still feeling like this and battling a weight loss journey.

March 2013

May 2013

I have learned some good habits this year, and have stuck with it in some ways more so than before. But in other ways, I have just been lazy, depressed, or unmotivated.

July 27, 2013 {photo from Jerdan Photography}

It's GO time.

Clutter

Can I tell you all a secret? I hate clutter. Ninety percent of the time, our house is clean {as in no dirt}, but lately, it is bey-ond cluttered, and I hate a pile up of such things.

I know being a law school widow is nothing compared to what others go through. You know, like actual widows, and military spouses, and sad things like that. But the "quality" time I get to spend with Jason is few and far between. And while I know he is busting his ass hump for us, I am sure the last thing he wants to do is work forty hours and go to school at night. And then study in between. But even though rationally I do know all this, sometimes I am still mad with him.

Maybe mad isn't the right adjective here, but it works for me in the moment. I get upset {maybe that's better?} because I am the one who now goes places alone, and has to explain to the four hundredth person why Jason couldn't make it out, since he has to study. I get annoyed because I know he is killing himself for us and our future, and that leaves me to do the majority of cleaning, cooking, and general house ish in general. And mostly, I do think it is more than fair. I wouldn't want to memorize case laws all weekend and read and read, and read until my retinas started to detach {dramatic, much?}.

But sometimes I get lost in who Nichole is in all this. I have no idea how mothers do this. HOW?! And when I get like this, I let the house stuff get behind. To the point where I don't want to do anything but avoid it. The last thing I want to do when I am in a law school widow funk, is clean. So the clutter begins to build. Literally and figuratively.

And with a cluttered home, comes a cluttered mind for yours truly. And sometimes as sad as it sounds {by the way, I didn't intend for this to sound so sad and boring, but here it is}, I get lost in a fog, until I physically clear the clutter at Casa de Crews.

This past weekend, I cleaned and de-cluttered our 1100sqft condo rental. And you know what? My mind is more clear, and I feel so much better.

I think I need a hobby. Or possibly a maid.

Do your surroundings affect your mood?

XOXO,
Nichole