freedom cat leaves work

I made a comic for you guys. Hope you like it. 🙂 That is all.

Moving Sucks to the Max

Zomg. I hate moving! Who’s with me?! I am in the process of moving to San Diego right now. I’m currently living in the San Francisco bay area for work, but still have all my important belongings back in Minnesota. I need to get everything in Minn ready for the move, plus I need to box everything here in South Bay. I’m having an anxiety attack! You’d think it’d be somewhat easier because I do have professional movers coming, but it’s not.

just a snapshot of a teeny part of the mess

The process of sorting through everything you own and saying ‘keep, toss, Goodwill’ is difficult. Part of me feels guilty…why did I buy that in the first place? I haven’t worn it in 2 years! What a waste of money! When I moved out to Cali the first time, it was more of a temporary relocation. I quickly learned to live with very little. Apartments are smaller here, and since I was living in temporary mode I got by on the minimum (and actually got quite used to it). When I went back to Minnesota to pack up my life…AH! Where did all this $#$% come from?!

When I graduated college with my undergrad I was so excited to have a ‘real job’ that I got into a mode where I felt like I needed nice things. I went out and rented a nice condo, with an updated kitchen, hardwood floors, a view, etc. It was beautiful, but it was wrong. It was more than I could afford at the time, but I was too ignorant to really face the reality and deal with it. I just wanted my own place the way I wanted it, and I was too stubborn to think of any repercussions (hello, credit card debt).  Even though I was living in a beautiful place, between work and grad school, I was miserable and depressed. The items I bought from that period elicit bad memories. I made sure to put those items in the ‘donate’ pile. Still, it made me feel guilty and icky to even go back to that part of my life.

Since moving out to California, I’ve managed to turn everything around financially. I will expand upon this in a future post, but the bottom line is I got my crap together, and I’m on top of things now. To go back home and see all my stuff gave me mega anxiety. So yes, that is why moving has been extra difficult. It’s not the packing or the sorting itself, but the fact that items have memories and I had already felt like I moved on.

I promised myself that when I get to San Diego, I will go through another edit of all my things and clear out some more. I just have too much and I want to be mobile. I don’t own a house yet so there is no need to start collecting. New rule: be mindful of what comes in and what goes out. If I’m buying new clothes, take a few old ones to Goodwill first.

Off to work for me.

PS – I’ll be attempting to unplug from social media this week to just have a break from it all. Wish me luck!

What Freedom Means to Me (briefly):

  • Waking up at the time of my choosing (which would still be early, but not ungodly early like before 6am)
  • Sipping morning coffee slowly with no rush to get to work – and no coworkers asking you technical questions before you’ve had a chance to drink your coffee
  • Setting my own schedule for the day/prioritizing my time how I see fit
  • Freedom to get up at any point during the day and take a walk (not being stuck on a telecon, in a cube, or in a meeting)
  • To be financially free (not needing to depend on others and having enough savings to live off of for emergencies)
  • Being able to take my laptop with me anywhere in the world and travel
  • Freedom to choose who I let in my life and who I work with on a daily basis (goodbye, sucky bosses and bad coworkers!)
  • Freedom to work from home, or a coffee shop, in my yoga pants, listening to music
  • Freedom to check my personal email/twitter/facebook/etc at my choosing (my current place of work blocks access)
  • Freedom to say what I really think, instead of having to be ‘professional’
  • Freedom to wear funky clothes whenever, so I can express myself and have fun. I can’t wait to ditch the business casual!
  • Freedom to get the french bulldog puppy I’ve always wanted! Because I would be able to work from home and be around enough to take her of her…
  • To have Sunday evening be like any other night – no sinking feeling, no dread about getting up and going to work the next day, just a sweet peaceful Sunday night with excitement to tackle the next day’s work at my own pace

These are just a few items at the top of my head that embody freedom. This list changes and grows as I get further along my journey. Even writing this up and fantasizing about the life I want to be living was refreshing. I can’t wait to get there!

PS I saw Breaking Dawn: Part 1 yesterday and I can’t get this song out of my head from the movie. All I can think of is Bella and Edward dancing on the gazebo from the original movie, Twilight. It’s beautiful.

Flightless Bird, American Mouth by Iron & Wine

so magical!


Go Team Edward!


Want! My Empire, My Rules nail polish


I LOVE the name of the new nail polish from the Kardashians’ OPI line (and hey, the color ain’t half bad either). But I am more obsessed with the name. When I first heard it I thought…Huh, that is interesting, and fitting for the K-Dash sisters. Then, the more I let it sink in, the more I started repeating it as a personal motto. My Empire! My Rules! How empowering. I cannot wait to be able to truly start a business of my own and create my own rules. In the meantime, this is going on the Xmas list. 😉

Minnesota, home sweet home!

I LOVE going back to Minn for the holidays (or any old day!) Driving around in the old neighborhood brings back memories of childhood, high school, and simple times. I used to not appreciate Minnesota until I moved to California, and now I can really take in her full beauty. There are gorgeous lakes and trees all over, fresh air, accessibility to everything (without the crowds of a major city like San Francsico), a very cool and hipster feel downtown, plenty of good local music, and coffee shops galore. I about died when I saw someone wearing mittens today! I never thought I would say that I miss mitten weather. I also miss the snow, and was hoping to see some, but this was all I got:

look! snow! honest!

Also spotted on my walk:

the pond

The old lake I used to skip rocks in…although for some reason as kids we always called it ‘the pond’!

This is what we called the ‘triangle path’ – for obvious reasons. It has two entrances, one before and one after the fire hydrant, forming a triangle. When we used to ride bikes my friends and I were allowed to go to the triangle and back. 🙂

the triangle

Some photo-worthy plants:

The entire Thanksgiving weekend has been fueled by this:

I so good!

My beloved Caribou Coffee! Oh, sweet sweet Caribou! In your fancy holiday clothes even. I love you so much I wanna marry you!!

I decided that if I don’t end up back in Minnesota, I at least want to make enough money to have a cabin or a second home. It. shall. happen. Off to bed for me! Nighty night.

Welcome to my blog! Please pull up a chair and I’ll pour you some coffee.

Hello and welcome to Free at Heart <3! I am beyond excited to finally start this blog as it’s been brewing in my head for many moons now. This is a blog about finding personal freedom in many forms: freedom from a corporate job, freedom from trying to fit in a mold, financial freedom, and taking a step back to stop and enjoy life’s little moments along the way. I am writing this blog as I embark on my own journey of freedom (I’m not completely free in my mind…yet) and I’ll explain more as I go along. This blog is for the girl who daydreams about making change, about freeing herself from personal barriers, and for someone who is looking for inspiration to follow her path. In addition to general posts, quotes, and thoughts of freedom I also hope to incorporate some photography and cooking posts. I have many loves and can’t limit myself to just one theme! I want this to be a light-hearted, warm, fuzzy, inspirational place to come visit. Think of me as your corner coffee shop with the cozy leather seats. I can’t wait for this blog to grow and evolve. Stay tuned!