All by myself

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Yesterday, Joanna posted on Cup of Jo about what it’s like to live alone.

Been there. Done that. Loved it. (Talking to yourself is underrated.)

But what about going to a Broadway (aka, “Broadway in Chicago”) musical alone? Would you do it? Should I do it?

The thing is, I really want to see the musical Jersey Boys. I’ve been wanting to see it for four years now. Four years!

And guess what? It’s playing in Chicago right now. But Will won’t see it with me because he’s just not that secure in his manhood (that’s my theory). And all of my friends and family have either already seen it or managed to create some really good excuse why they can’t go.

But I reeeeeaaaallllly want to seeeeee it! And I’m not above whining about it.

So… should I go by myself? Would that be weird? I’ve been to a movie by myself, and it was surprisingly un-weird.

But will I get sympathetic looks from people who think my date stood me up? Or that I’m some sort of Jersey Boys obsessed fangirl who goes to every show by myself and tacks the playbills up on my bedroom wall so I can stare at them as I fall asleep at night?

This is for real – I’m seriously considering going to a musical alone. What do you think I should do? Please advise.

Also, if I know you and haven’t asked you to see this show with me yet, and you want to go – let me know!

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How was my weekend?

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I’m so glad you asked!

It just so happens that I managed to capture all of the highlights on my new favorite toy – Instagram!

We had an excellent dinner at Balena. (Here’s a tip if you ever plan on going there – they have a whole section of the restaurant reserved for walk-ins, so most of the time you don’t need a reservation. We got there a little after 7 pm for dinner and were seated right away!)

I painted my nails (Essie’s Geranium).

We got all gussied up for a super fun wedding (shoes from Zara).

We celebrated Karen’s birthday with a slightly alarming mini pyrotechnic device.

And we happily abused the photo booth.

Sunday was fully devoted to recovery, rehydration and Mad Men watching.

And how was your weekend? (This is not a rhetorical question – I really want to know! I care about you.)

Get on my neck

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Here’s a trivial little materialistic post to tide you over for the weekend. (Yes, I realize that description applies to most of my posts.)

Yesterday, I got a promo email from Piperlime (as I do every. single. morning.) and it featured this necklace:

At the moment, I’m super into chunky colorful neck adornment of any sort and this particular necklace (and its reasonable price) spoke to me. I went to the site and immediately bought it.

This is super unlike me – normally, when I make a purchase I like to hem and haw, waffle back and forth, consider pros and cons and generally be completely indecisive.

So basically I’m flying by the seat of my pants here! Throwing caution to the wind! It’s invigorating!

And I better love that necklace or I might never be spontaneous again. EVER.

Stay tuned

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So now that I’ve started on new freelance projects and have a new job with new hours, it’s taking me awhile to get adjusted to all of this newness. Sadly, this might mean that my blog gets a bit neglected until I can figure out where posting fits into my schedule. I’m still going to try to post every day, but I can’t promise that will always happen.

Please – stop crying. Your raw emotion is flattering but entirely unnecessary. It’s not that bad. Like I always say: “newness” is just “awesomeness” without the a, w, s, o, m and e. And with an extra n.

Clever right?

To appease all of you loyal readers clamoring for more tidbits of my life (as usual, I think that statement mainly applies to my mother), here are two Instagram photos I took on my way home from work yesterday. It’s not much, but I just wanted to let you know I didn’t forget about you.

Instagram insanity

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Thank you, Instagram, for finally realizing that Android users like to take hipster-y photos too!

I just downloaded the Instagram app yesterday and kind of went nuts with it during a girls’ night out with some of my college friends. We were celebrating Sarah and Jeannine’s 30th birthdays, an occasion that obviously called for tapas and sangria at Cafe Iberico immediately followed by Photo Hunt at Clark Street Ale House.

Nights like these are my favorite.

Follow me on Instagram @carliecrash!

Will write and/or edit for money

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Ch-ch-ch-changes!

That’s how I like to sum up my career right now.

For a long time, I’ve been thinking that I’d like to eventually transition to freelance copywriting and publishing work so I can have a more flexible schedule, occasionally work from home and take on a wider variety of projects.

Last week, the stars aligned and the opportunity to shift my career in this direction practically fell into my lap!

This is code speak for I got laid off, along with most of my co-workers. But no worries, we knew for several months that it was probably going to happen. It was no surprise. Such is life in advertising!

While I will miss some aspects of agency life and all of the fun, creative people I worked with, I’m so ready to dive head-first into freelancing.

On Monday, I start a contract copywriting job at another agency that will last for a couple months. But in addition to that, I’m also taking on freelance copywriting, editing and publishing projects. And I’ll just see where it all goes from there!

So all of this is leading up to the fact that this post is just one big shameless plug.

Have an article or website that needs some editing attention? Some manuscript that needs to be processed? Some copy that annoyingly will not write itself?

If so, I’m your girl!

I’m available for copywriting, editing and any developmental publishing/content development work. I’m working on creating a website portfolio of sorts, but until that’s up, check me out on LinkedIn.

So hire me! You won’t regret it. I’ve been told by several clients that I’m the most creative, talented and driven person they’ve ever worked with.*

*They never actually said that. But I could totally tell they were thinking it.

Hit me up at carbirwin@gmail.com.

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