That is what we are supposed to do when we are at our best – make it all up – but make it up so truly that later it will happen that way.
-Ernest Hemingway
Before Jared and I moved to DC my old boss and a good friend told me to “fake it until you make it.” I think it is some of the best advice I’ve been given. I don’t know how I’ve survived the whip snapping, suit loving, quick moving, down and dirty East Coast. Most days I just make it all up - pretend like I know what I’m doing at work, pretend that everything is under control, pretend that I am confident and that I like dressing up in business casual, pretend that I know how to cook and iron my clothes. Of course, I’ve had Jared’s strong hand holding mine all along the way – and I’ve had my family cheering me on from afar. Because of my husband and my family not only have I survived, but some days I’ve felt like I’ve thrived. I made it through another week, and my reward? The weekend! This weekend I’m going to attempt to make a loaf of bread. I’ve been thinking about it all week. Wish me luck, and happy Friday!

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