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Nutella never fails

In Anna, Life stuff, Nutella on July 7, 2011 at 9:18 pm

The last 48 hours have been kind of a bummer for me. I found out this job I really wanted  and thought I “un-officially” had was no longer in the cards, and my roommate told me when our lease is up she’d like to move out of the apartment, leaving me stranded looking for someone to either move-in, or a place nearby to move into. I completely understand where she’s coming from, but would have preferred a little more notice, than, Oh, I don’t know, FIFTY-EIGHT days. Needless to say, I freaked.

Was freaking a bit of an over re-action? Likely. Here’ why:

1.  I have a job for 6 more months

2. There are (hopefully) plenty of fish in the sea out there willing to live with me–come on, wouldn’t you? I cook, I clean, and I’m really funny!

3. Nutella makes everything better.

When my long two days finally came to an end I came home, went straight into the kitchen, and whipped out the emergency stash. For a solid 30 seconds as I ate a spoonful of Nutella I was in a perfect little world where everything was ok.

Now, I don’t suggest this form of therapy for everyone out there. First, it can be very addicting. Second, you don’t often find the answers at the bottom of the jar. But for me, at that moment, it worked.

I’m happy to say that today  I moved on from wallowing in my sorrows, and chocolate hazelnut deliciousness, and took action. I’ve applied to several jobs (Hey! Washingtonian! Looking at you!) and already have 3 prospects for possible roommates.

I’m hoping everything works out, and that it all turns into a start of some sort of new chapter in my life. Who knows, maybe my next roommate will be the shoe-sharing type that only owns Jimmy Choos and Louboutins…in a size 7.

Hope you all are having a better week, if not, grab the Nutella!

Here’s to looking at Friday…


First Course

In Anna, Life stuff on July 4, 2011 at 8:58 pm

FantasyBrunch is a story about a girl (me) cooking her way through the real world.

A year ago, I jumped straight from a cushy college education to a real-world job as a researcher/swabe/all around go-for  journalist  for a big-time TV network in Washington, DC. It’s been a whirl wind and all the while I’ve been trying to figure out how to balance family life, social life, and work life into one smooth adult-hood. It hasn’t been easy.

In reality, my life is pretty good; my biggest problems are my lack of weekends and frequent early bed time.

How do I deal with my  hard, stressful, exhausting,  24-hour news cycle journalism life? I cook…and when I get paid on time and have an evening in which I don’t have to get up freakishly early I put on my foodie face and hit some of the hottest restaurants in town.

This isn’t about wallowing away my sorrows in a krispy kreme donut or finding the answers to my life’s problems at the bottom of a bowl of bolognese and spaghetti. This is about cooking away my problems, and enjoying my free time with good friends and good food.