by Ashley Weeks Cart
Y’all, Wendesday, James and I put on our big kid pants and spent the morning with our lawyer making a will.
Gosh, what a depressing start to our day.
It’s one of those adult things we’ve been meaning to do ever since Addison was born … nearly four years ago. After all the loss and heartache we’ve seen transpire over the past 12 months, we realized we needed to get our butts in the door and just do it. Suck it up. Get our sad faces on and talk about what the hell will happen should we both kick the can.
Three cheers for Death Preparedness!
After that nonsense was sorted out, we moved on to forming a LLC. It’s time for this blog and its many side projects to fall under a true and proper business entity. So Blog a la Cart, LLC is in the works. And can I get a VERMONT FUCKING ROCKS!? Because, yo, it does. If we lived in Massachusetts we’d be paying a babillion dollars to file and then a babillion more every year to maintain our LLC standing. In Vermont, it’s $25 a year. I would totally open-mouth kiss this state, Birkenstocks and all.
Now we need to get the insulated, heated room in our barn set up as a proper studio slash office.
Three cheers for home office tax write-offs!
And this week also marked the first week of Half Marathon Training. I’m running my first half on Memorial Day thanks to the encouragement of a very kind, patient, and supportive friend/colleague who doesn’t mind running at a lazy trot. I am not a speedy runner. No, not in the least. But I am a grumpy one. I spent all of January and February getting myself back into running shape, and hope that with the warming temps and sunnier days I might actually find myself really enjoying the opportunity to get some fresh air and endorphins midday. (This is our training schedule, for those that may be interested. It’s adapted from this.)
I promise that this won’t become a running slash exercise blog because, ew. I’m just mentioning it here to hold my ass accountable, so that on May 28th y’all can ask, “So how was that marathon, Ash?!” and I can be all, “OMG I’LL NEVER WALK AGAIN LET ALONE RUN! MAKE THE BAD MAN GO AWAY! BLARG!”
It’s going to be awesome.
The purpose of this little endeavor is not because I’m someone that ever dreamed of running a half marathon, but rather to get myself back into a regular, consistent exercise routine. I’m not pregnant. I’m not breastfeeding. I have no intention of being or doing either anytime in the foreseeable future, so all the excuses I’ve been using over the past four years to avoid serious exercise no longer hold water.
Although, SIDE NOTE: Earlier this week, out of the blue, Sunny informed me that she would like a baby for her birthday. When I asked if she meant a doll like Bitty Baby, she scoffed and responded, “No, like a Courtland.” Looks like they’ll be one very disappointed four year old come May 18th. This baby-making operation is closed until further notice.
ANYWAY, if nothing else, I’ve got myself a sweet pair of running kicks to show for this undertaking. Coolest mom ever? In Sunny’s eyes, yes. It’s all in the shoes, baby.
Also of note, we’ve got ONE SPOT left in our Saturday, March 2nd Boston CAMERA READY class. We’re hoping for a full group, so please sign up if you’re interested. We have so much good stuff planned, plus some amazing vendors that are really going to make the day unique. Originally we’d thought about teaching again on Sunday, but we’ve postponed that class until August, and are going to teach in New York City and Washington, DC in October. Plus there are still plenty of spots in our Berkshire class on March 9th – please join us while it’s so affordable (we’re raising the cost after these inaugural classes. But our first two are only $175!)
Regardless, if you can’t join us this go round, we hope to see you later this year!
Now off to spend the weekend with Sunny’s FGPs who are visiting from The District. It’s their first time on the farm, so they’ll be lots of cooking, eating, and catching up from our little bungalow in Vermont. Happy weekend, friends.