Hi guys! I am home sick from work today. Sadly, I've officially been hit by the cold that's been flying around. I remember when I was younger a "sick day" meant sleeping for the entire school day, followed by my mom making me soup, and then falling asleep yet again to some Harry Potter. Now? When I'm sick now in my mid- (ahem, almost late) twenties, I attempt to sleep in, as I know sweet, sweet slumber does an ill body well; however, my mindbody soul is so used to waking up early for work that I still wake up earlier than I really want. Then, since I feel guilty for not being at work, I feel like I should do something productive at home (rather than just resting like I need to be). Therefore, I am spending today doing all of the things I haven't really wanted to do, yet still need to be done, such as calling customer service about my student loans. [Adult, Party of One? ... Adult, Party of One?] So it's safe to say that being an adult hits you like a ton of bricks... I mean, who am I?! I should just be intermittently Netflix-ing and sleeping my day (and illness) away. Yet here I am, doing neither of those things. But, alas, once I finish these tasks and no longer feel guilty, you had better believe that I am bundling up on the couch, soup in hand, and with Harry Potter on the TV. I'll show you, Adult Life!
Black & white polka dot open-front cardigan (also seen here, here & here): H&M