As we get closer to potentially flying back to LA in December (I miss you In N Out! 🍔) I’ve found it a real pain in the ass trying to find an apartment when there’s a 10 hour time zone difference. 

We found a place we liked, only to be told it wouldn’t be ready until January! I’m telling myself that I have to be patient and everything works out when it’s supposed to, but sometimes I just want to be like… fuck it… 🙃

Then I reel myself back in, and remember that things like this are completely out of my control and all I can do is focus on the things I can control and hope for the best. Everything happens for a reason and life always finds a way to work itself out. 

Lets go make Lemonade ☺️