July came and went quicker than
my last relationship June, which I didn’t think was possible.
Have you heard of the Summer of Yes?
The Summer of Yes isn’t an initiative that I invented (or in fact, I’m not sure it’s even a real thing), but I fully intend to champion the idea over the remaining few weeks of summa-summa-summatime.
Living in New York City, you tend to be surrounded by people who are constantly complaining about how all they do is work, work, work. Add dating on top of that? Forget it – Swiping right on Tinder is a full-time job in and of itself.
I can to find myself veering toward that unhappy hole of a work-a-holic category, on occasion, and it’s recently provided a rude awakening that summer is on the way out. (Seriously, though. Show of hands: July = shortest month ever?)
Let me take a step back. The “Summer of Yes” is the idea that you make a conscious effort to say yes to all kinds of fun shit so that you have the best possible summer ever. It’s about spontaneity, new experiences and just having fun.
When you’re balancing work, blog and an attempted social life, saying yes can be hard. Especially when you’d prefer to plant your ass on the couch and binge-watch Netflix (a habit that’ll soon be reserved for Sunday nights because of the Summer of Yes).
So, that’s what we’re going to start doing this weekend. Saying more of yes. Saying yes more.
Of course, not all of MY yes-fueled shenanigans will be publicly chronicled on the blog, but I vow to get up, head out and gather a few weeks worth of story-telling perfection.And I expect the same in return.
What are you saying yes to this weekend? (Other than this J.Crew sweashirt, which is 50% off).
Photos taken by Jessica Sturdy