My Weekday job

 After sharing a little about my weekend job, I realized I never really talked about what fills the rest of my week. Because while my weekends are busy and social, my weekdays belong to a completely different version of me. From Monday to Friday, I work as a personal assistant. It’s my day job — the steady rhythm that keeps my life grounded while everything else dances around it.

A large part of my role is organizing meetings and conferences. Calendars, schedules, reminders — lining everything up just right. When a complicated week suddenly runs smoothly, I know I had a hand in that. It feels good. Empowering, even.

My mornings usually the best part. Click on the video blow and you will see why.

I clearly enjoy my boss. Working weekdays with someone I genuinely like makes such a difference. There’s mutual respect, easy conversations, and a feeling of being appreciated. It turns workdays into something comfortable, even enjoyable. I feel supported, trusted, and seen — and that matters more than people realize.

As the first point of contact, I’m often the first voice or smile people encounter. I answer calls, greet visitors, pass along messages. I like setting the tone: professional, friendly, and calm. It feels good to be that steady presence.

My weekday job isn’t loud or flashy. But it’s steady, meaningful, and quietly fulfilling. It balances my weekends, where I step into a different role and a different energy. Both sides are me — and honestly, I wouldn’t change a thing. 💼✨

My second job

I didn’t plan on getting a second job.

Life just nudged me there—softly at first, then a little more insistently—until I found myself tying my hair back, slipping into a different rhythm, and saying, “Hi, I’ll be taking care of you tonight.” Being a waitress isn’t glamorous the way people imagine. It’s long hours on your feet, learning to read people quickly, balancing plates while balancing moods. Some nights are loud and fast, others are slow and full of small conversations that linger longer than the tips. You learn patience. You learn confidence. You learn how powerful it is to walk into a room knowing you belong there—even if you’re still figuring things out. Honestly, I'm not even sure how I got the job. When I was getting an interview for this job I thought I did horrible but to my surprise I ended up getting the job.

See it for yourself in the video below as I share more. 

What surprised me most is how much I end up liking the job. There’s something intoxicating about the movement, the smiles, the subtle flirt of good service, and the quiet pride of earning every dollar with your own hands. I come home tired, yes—but it’s the kind of tired that says, you showed up today.

This second job isn’t about desperation or proving anything. It’s about independence. About building something step by step. About knowing I can hold more than one role, more than one dream, more than one version of myself—and still stand tall. So here’s to second shifts, sore legs, messy schedules, and unexpected confidence. 💛

Small City Moments

Sometimes happiness doesn't come from big plans or grand moments… sometimes it’s just standing outside in the middle of the city and letting the world move around you. Of course, being a woman alone in the city can come with that tiny edge of awareness. You stay alert, you pay attention, you move with confidence because you know you have to. But I don’t let that steal my joy. If anything, it makes these moments even more adventurous, because paying attention to little details of the city helps me find a remarkable gem. 

Join me in the video below as I share more.

These little street moments make me happy because they remind me that joy doesn’t always shout. Sometimes it’s gentle. Sometimes it’s simple. Sometimes it’s just me, outside, enjoying the day and finding something new! Like a coffee shop. There’s something I really love about these moments — the tall buildings stretching into the sky, people walking somewhere important, the soft breeze brushing by, Even the little sense of being targeted for something devious which gives me a little thrill, sometime  a little arousing.

That quiet feeling of being part of everything while still enjoying my own little space. I don’t even have to be doing anything special. Just being here and being targeted feels good.

Back to Work, New Year Energy ✨

Coming back to work after the holidays always feels a little surreal…  Today, it was my step back into that rhythm, and honestly? It felt surprisingly good. There’s something comforting about familiar spaces—the quiet buzz of the office, the soft background chatter, the sense that life is picking up momentum again. I took a deep breath, smiled to myself, and thought, Yes… I’m ready for this.

I get into more depth in the video below.

So here I am—back in the flow, back to creating, back to dreaming forward. And I'm genuinely excited. The holidays gave me time to reflect, recharge, and think about who I want to be stepping into this new year. I want to be a little bolder, a little more playful, a little more fearless… still me, but with a brighter spark.

 A brand new year is ahead, full of possibilities you haven’t even imagined yet… and I can’t wait to show you where it leads. 💖