Fearless Whiskey Wisdom

"knowing yourself is the beginning of all wisdom" -aristotle

Life Organization for the Overwhelmed.

I was planning out my May and June and it got me thinking. I know everyone is not a planner like me. Some people thrive in craziness and keep their sanity through disorganization. Other people require structure and organization to keep their sanity.

What about those of you who want to be more organized but don’t know where to start?

I wanted to share some of the ways I organize my life and hold myself accountable. My {over} organized self uses: Goals, Lists, Planner/Journal, Calendar, and Reminders.  

Goals: I keep a note in EverNote (Free App) and also a Word document of my personal and professional goals. I list short-term and long-term goals I want to accomplish and what needs to be done to accomplish them. I keep my personal & professional goals in one document because for me, they are dependent on each other. You might want to keep your goals separate.

Lists: I use EverNote to keep track of all my lists. It is more convenient because I always have my phone. In EverNote, I keep a “Personal” Notebook for all my personal lists: To Dos (Monthly, Short-Term, & Long-Term), Plans, Trips, Shopping Lists, and Bucket List. I keep a “Work” Notebook for all my work lists: To Dos (Monthly, Short-Term, & Long-Term) and Projects.

Two goals for myself are better time management and more work-life balance. My lists provide a starting point for me accomplishing my goals. To help accomplish better time management, I set daily goals prioritizing three work things and three personal things I want to accomplish each day. (Three might not sound like a lot but I swear it is!) I set aside time each Sunday night to write my daily goals in my planner. To help accomplish more work-life balance, I spend my first few minutes at work on Monday writing my work lists into my notebook or typing them into Word documents for Projects. Then, I delete the note in EverNote. I leave the notebook on my desk at work and documents saved on my work computer. This keeps me accountable for separating work and home life by only accessing work documents at work.

Planner/Journal: This year since I didn’t have school so I had this novel idea that I didn’t need a planner. Psshh…that lasted until March and thankfully a friend who knows me well enough got me one for Christmas. I intended to use it like a journal but now it captures my journal plus reminders, appointments, daily goals, and social stuff. I use the Large Happy Planner with three sections separated by washi-tape and color-code everything I write down. The top section has appointments in orange and reminders in pink. The middle section has work daily goals in green. The bottom section has personal daily goals in blue and social stuff in purple. I have such a sense of fulfillment being able to look back on a week or month and see the fun things I got to do plus the goals I accomplished.

Calendars: I keep my personal appointments in my calendar on my phone and set reminders (so that I don’t have to carry around my planner all the time). I also keep my work calendar synced to my phone so that I can see everything that is going on at once or separate out work and personal.

Reminders: I set reminders in my phone for almost everything. I either assign them to a calendar event or create an individual reminder for appointments. I got into the habit of this during school and now I depend on it. I also set reminders for when bills are due which ensures everything is paid on time.

Whether you’re a planner who loves lists (like me), you thrive on the craziness, or you want to be more organized…one thing is the same. Never let the busyness of life overwhelm you so much that you lose sight of yourself, who you are, and what you want to achieve in life. It is important to do whatever works for you to create a method to the madness and accomplish your goals.


March Madness & Cluttered Closets.

March was truly Madness…but let’s be honest, April, May, June, and all the other months will be too. There is no excuse for letting everything get so cluttered that you don’t accomplish your goals.  

I set a goal at the beginning of this year: To start a blog and post once a month. I thought, “Once a month, I can do that. 12 posts a year, I can handle that”. I didn’t want to start the blog but not keep it going. Yeah…. that lasted until March because it’s now April 17th and I never posted for March. It would be easy to give up now but how many times do we do that in life? Let’s be honest…really….all the time.

We start so many things then get busy and make excuses for why they failed.

March was packed full. We had two back to back out of town wedding weekends, I started looking for apartments, found out I have to get my tonsils & adenoids removed, decided to make extra money working part-time, and still made time to see friends. I never made time for my blog. There were plenty of opportunities but I never took them. I never took the time to push some things aside and make it happen.

I was thinking about this yesterday as I was cleaning out my closet. It was so jammed packed and full of stuff. I reached the point of pushing things aside to make room while shoving hangers into the closet all while most likely wrinkling all of my clothes. Oh, come on…. You have all been there too. In the midst of forcefully shoving clothes into my already full closet I got to thinking, how many times do I allow my closet to reach this point and why do it let it?

We let our closets get cluttered to a point of dysfunction. Then we are forced to get rid of things and organize what is left. Afterwards, we have a clean and neat closet with plenty of room to actually use it without being overwhelmed. When you finish cleaning it out there is this sense of accomplishment in what you got done and you can see the result. It doesn’t take long for it to get right back to the way it was with all of the clutter and junk. It gets so messy that again, we aren’t able to function.

It happens too often that we treat our lives like we treat our closets. We set goals for ourselves of things we want to accomplish then we let our lives get so cluttered with junk. We sit back and let it happen.

I let both my life and my closets get cluttered. I am one of those people who wants to help everyone so I say “yes” all the time and over commit myself. I have recently started saying, “no” more often and you know what I have found out. People understand. They get it. Because somewhere in their lives they need to say “no” to something too.

We all struggle with the busyness of life and we all over commit ourselves. The truth is that over commitment in our lives is like a cluttered closet. The quality of our work suffers when we over commit ourselves. We lose sight of our short-term and long-term goals because life is too cluttered.

It is important for us to take a step back and clean out the closets. You have to give away those shirts that don’t fit, throw away those shoes, and organize what you keep. Then you are able to move hangers around easily and pull a book off the shelf without everything falling down. That’s how life needs to be. You have to take time to say “no”, cancel a meeting if you still need to eat lunch, and prioritize what is important to you. Then you’re able to breathe, remember how to be yourself, and take time to accomplish your goals. Instead of packing in as much stuff as you can and letting it get wrinkled and overwhelming.

So yeah, this post is on April 17th and I skipped March but I am not giving up that easily. I am taking time to declutter my life and stay on track with my goals.

I am challenging you to do the same. Take time to declutter your closets and your life. Let’s be real….if they are both cluttered and overwhelming then the feeling of accomplishment will be about the same.

Trench Moments.

“If you can’t change something and you have to experience it anyway then it is. Why worry about it or try to change it if it is going to happen anyway. What matters is what you’re gonna do with it. It is what it is.” – Tim Davidson 

I get in these ruts… well I call them ruts but honestly they are more like trenches. I find myself laying in them, wallowing around in self-pity, worrying about my future, thinking about the past, crying over moments lost, and allowing myself to be consumed by anxiety and all of these emotions. Then I feel guilty for thinking all of this and feeling this way. I feel so guilty and think what the heck am I doing feeling like this?

A good friend reminded me today that I’m human, life is messy, and it is okay to feel this way and have these moments. This is astonishingly true. The reality is that instead of life handing us hard things to handle, sometimes it chucks them at us and shows no mercy. These are the moments when we learn what we are capable of…

These are moments that push us and grow us. These are the moments we can look back on and think “If I made it through that then I can make it through anything”. These are the moments that make us strong. These are the moments make us stronger than we ever imagined.

The moments when you allow yourself to be in the trench, paralyzed by fear, overwhelmed with sadness, and consumed by emotions are when you realize what you are truly made of.  The moments when you allow yourself to be a disaster and admit your weaknesses only to pull yourself out. Those moments build strength, bravery, and courage. Those moments help you remember all you have done and all that you have become. You are strong and those moments make you even stronger.

So… Do it. Have your moment and allow yourself to lay down in the trench. Do it.

Cry, scream, yell, be worried, anxious, sad, scared, overwhelmed. Allow these emotions to consume you and know that it’s okay. Do you hear me…… It’s okay! Just remember that what you do next is what’s most important, pick up the pieces and get back out there. Use that moment to strengthen you and remind you what you are capable of

Then… Go for it. Whatever you need to do to feel yourself again. Go for it.

Go for a run, pray, read, meditate, work out, have dinner with a friend, bake cupcakes, binge watch Netflix, get a tattoo, travel, go to a concert, pierce your ears, set goals and crush them, forgive yourself, forgive others, allow yourself to feel, allow yourself to be you again.

Remember that no matter what life chucks at you and what little mercy you see. This life and the people in it cannot break you and it cannot stop you. Have your trench moments and remember that there is only one you. You are strong, brave, unbreakable and unstoppable.

There’s a Story Behind Every Name.

Now that you know why I want to write my blog {see my previous post “Fearless Foreword”} let me tell you how it got the name.

I spent a lot of time thinking about powerful and meaningful words or phrases. All lacked power and meaning without a personal story behind them. I wanted to make sure if I was going to be vulnerable and honest that everything about this would be meaningful to me. I want this to represent who I am, how I became this person, and what I want to share.

So…. Fearless Whiskey Wisdom.

Here’s the whole story.

I was younger, naïve, and didn’t not know much about the world at all. I didn’t know about college, growing up, or what I was getting myself into. I learned some things easily and others the hard way in the time frame of a few years. I made some wise decisions and some not so wise. One night, while I was dating one of those not so wise decisions, I wanted my closest friends to meet him so we went to see a movie. My friend Taylor brought her friend Tim and needless to say he wasted no time telling me that my boyfriend was beyond terrible. Tim was blunt and painfully honest after two short hours of knowing me.

Turns out that he was always that blunt, never held back, and said what people needed to hear. He didn’t care what other people thought about him, he did what was right. He cared so much for other people and went above and beyond to be there for them despite everything he dealt with himself.

Knowing this about Tim, the next week I had a lot going on and solicited advice from him. We talked on the phone for three hours about everything that I was dealing with. He quickly became my confidant after that night. I went to him for everything because he always listened, cared, and wasn’t afraid to tell me what I needed to hear.

Tim was there though my best and worst moments, always forgave me, and never thought any less of me. We lost touch for a little while then ran into each other at a concert (shocking I know). We had not spoken in a while and he said “Hey Princess” in a crowd behind me like nothing had changed. Our friendship picked up right where it left off because he was just that type of person. Always forgiving, kind, and willing to share his wisdom. I called him after work every day to catch up during my commute home. Most of those conversations started out with non-stop venting and sharing frustrations. He would listen patiently then ask “So what are you gonna do about it” then tell me “Okay, now you know what you have to do, you just admitted it. Now do it. Go for it. You got this”. His words and wisdom always resonated with me and kept me going.

I will never forget that paralyzing feeling….like my heart was being ripped out as I heard confirmation that I lost my best friend. Those words don’t even come close to adequately describing the feeling.

I physically lost Tim last June but he is still always with me. I will never forget our last conversation about things in life that now seem so stupid. The very last thing he said to me was  “Go for it, do what scares you the most. Don’t do what’s comfortable. Wherever you wanna go, whatever you wanna do, whoever you wanna be, Go for it, do it, be fearless”.

A lot of the experiences I will share throughout this blog will include him or wisdom he shared with me. I shared some of my best times with him and he got me through some of my worst. I look back on so many life changing moments and decisions I’ve made in the past and he was there. Sitting at the table with a smirk on his face, giving me hell, with a glass of whiskey, a head full of wisdom, and a heart that was fearless.


fearless foreword.


  1.  the action of introducing something.
  2. a formal presentation of one person to another, in which each is told the other’s name.

synonyms: establishment, initiation, launch, foundation, foreword

So… I have wanted to write a blog for some time now. It has been sitting on my list of goals with a vacant box next to it. A blog felt like a fulfilling way to put some of my thoughts into words and share my experiences. I have learned many lessons the hard way. If I can help just one person by sharing those lessons in these posts then this blog will have a purpose.


There is value in sharing your life with others. I am an advocate of giving feedback and providing advice so people can learn from each other’s mistakes. I always strive to listen to others experiences, learn, and do right by them. I am always willing to share my own as well.


I think my desire to write a blog, especially now, also comes from my passion for school. I enjoy learning, growing, and sharing. I do not have the opportunity to write as much now that I am {finally} done with school. This is bittersweet for me since I have been in school my entire life. I have been in a classroom since preschool up until last month and in college for the past seven years straight.


Most of you know me so this post is an introduction to my blog but I would like to introduce myself for those of you who do not know me. I graduated from Kennesaw State University with my Bachelor’s Degree in Communication in May 2015. I took the entire month of June off from life to travel and have a break. That was one of the best decisions I ever made. {Do not worry, you will hear all about that later} In July, I started my full-time job at The Fox Theatre and graduate school at KSU. It was non-stop after that with work, school, and trying to still have a life in the midst of working, weekend classes, papers, projects, and everything else. I graduated in December 2016 with my Master’s Degree in Conflict Management.

If you asked me two years ago where I would be today, I would have never guessed I would be here. I mean that in the best way. I have gone through the most uncertainty and changes over the past two years. There were times when I sat and felt so overwhelmed. I got through a lot of those moments by listening to music and reading about people who went through similar experiences. I want to catalog  lessons and experiences from my past, present, and future in hopes of helping someone else be fearless.


I know the blog’s name has probably created some curiosity.  Stay tuned… that will be my next post. The name came from a specific memory with a specific person. The person and story both mean so much to me and I can’t wait to share it with you.


This is the beginning… I am finally making it a reality and checking this box on my list.

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