Riane Writes! Welcome to My Life

   I know, I know. I am way late with a blog post. It has been a busy week! between work, planning the meals we are going to eat for two weeks, and keeping track of the dogs and money by the time Friday hits I am ready for it. But today is different. I have to rush straight home after work to change and head over to the Carolina Panthers preseason game against the Patriots.    My favorite time of year is on the cusp of starting, football season! The cool mornings that give way to humid days are numbered while teams practice and schedules are released. I am a big Carolina Panthers fan for professional football. I wasn't always huge into them, it was one game years back that pulled me in. Long before they had an amazing season and went to the super bowl. I have been to their games, the boyfriend took me to my first. Their field is surrounded by parking lots for fans, bars and restaurants, and so many people moving towards the towering black and blue stadium. You become part of a wav

   I am very bad about procrastinating. I will get it later, I still have time. And then it gets done halfway or rushed. I don't want my life to be rushed. I want to have time to write, to do fun things, clean the house, and cook healthy meals. My boyfriend started getting up at 4 in the morning recently and is able to go so much done. I thought I could do that. I can get up early and write or clean. Maybe even have enough time to read in the morning.    I set my alarm for 4 and hit snooze until 5:30. I normally never hit snooze! but when the sun hasn't started to cut through the dark outside the window by my desk and it looks like darkness forever, I want to stay in my warm comfy bed. But I got up.    So here I sit, at my desk with a huge cup of coffee, trying to wake up enough to see the screen. But it has been helping. I was able to write two articles with plenty of time to edit, a week before the due date. I feel better. It helps when the house is quiet when no one except

   I have a lot of stuff. Like I haven't touched things in well over two years. We moved into our house October 2016 and we still had boxes that weren't unpacked. Or random things just piled up on my desk that I fully intended to use, but had no room because of everything on it.    I know I am not the only one who does this. We keep a shirt, a book, or a power cord that we have no idea what it goes to just in case we need again one day (which we never do). It's more to worry about when you move, more to clean and move around until it accumulates on a piece of furniture or a room in your house. Everything just kind of sat in our dog house/bookshelf/dog treat area. It made it look like we just moved in when people came over to the house and I was always trying to explain it away. Don't mind that, we haven't gotten through it yet .    We recently watched Minimalism , a documentary on Netflix about the journey of people, their attachment to things and how they became