I was born in 1984. That makes me (almost) 33.
Guys I’m not old. I’m the first to tell you that 33 years old is not old.
Are we clear there?
Good, because I’m going to tell you something that may shock and appall you.
If you are over the age of 25 – it’s time for an anti-aging routine.
Please don’t throw anything!
Continue reading “Ashley Does: It’s Time For An Anti-Aging Routine”
The life of a work from home mom is not exactly what I would call glamorous.
It’s fulfilling, and crazy, and busy, and sometimes boring. It’s also a lifestyle that is often misinterpreted and highly debated (just ask the internet).
I took a day in my life as a work from home mom and took a picture every hour to explore some of those emotions and intricacies.
It ended up being an introspective exercise that took a lot longer than I had anticipated to write about. While it sounds like a perfect solution to the “to work or not to work” debate…working from home definitely has its high and low points. Continue reading “Ashley Does: A Day In The Life Of A Work From Home Mom”
I’ma let that title sink in for a moment.
Could you imagine coming to bed after doing your nighttime skin routine, only to have your husband kiss you goodnight and ask:
“Why do you smell like an old lady?”
Guys I was thirty. I wasn’t old.
Needless to say, I tossed my night creme and started shopping for something new. Continue reading “Ashley Does: That One Time My Husband Said I Smelled Like An Old Lady”
Every year it’s the same thing:
I’ll lose weight
I’ll save money
I’ll get organized
I’ll be better/faster/stronger
When is the last time you made a New Year’s Resolution and actually stuck to it?
Yeah, same here.
So this year, I have decided not to make any New Year’s Resolutions.
At the end of the day, resolutions are easy to break. I can resolve to go to the gym, but then three weeks later find myself sleeping in again, and wasting the money I spent on that membership.
I can resolve to organize my life, but soon enough the piles of stuff start to accumulate again.
So, what can I do to better myself in the new year? Continue reading “Ashley Does: No New Year’s Resolutions!”
It’s Working Parent’s Day.
I know this day is probably supposed to be for parents who work outside the home.
I was that parent for the first 2 years of my oldest daughter’s life. It’s a hard road to walk down. Knowing that someone else witnessed your child’s first steps, or first words, or an injury, or a victory…it’s hard. I have nothing but respect and compassion for parents who work outside the home. Y’all deserve all the props and paid vacation in the world.
This post is geared toward parents who work from home, but I think every working parent will find value here!
Continue reading “Ashley Does: Salute to Working Parents”
I am an extroverted introvert.
I know, it sounds ridiculous. I didn’t even know it was a real thing until the internet told me it was – so obviously it’s true.
I love to talk to people…once I know them a little.
I love going to social events…once I’m out of the house.
I enjoy helping people and giving advice and being a confidant…if someone asks me for help or advice.
My girl time is invaluable…but I also need my alone time.
A LOT of it.
This has made my journey in sales….interesting. Slow. Uncomfortable.
And so, so rewarding! Continue reading “Ashley Does: What I want you to know about how I do business”
I have 3 daughters.
My life is full of girly things: pink, purple, princesses, puppies, unicorns, accessories, makeup, and all things that smell nice.
I am officially becoming a girly girl who loves pretty things.
Who saw that one coming? (Let me tell you: not my mom!) Continue reading “Ashley Does: Pretty Things”
You get an invite to a girls’ night in. Margarita Monday.
Sounds fun, right? I could totally go for some girl time and margaritas!
Then, you see it. A logo. A brand. A consultant’s name. A website.
Oh Lordy, not another boring direct sales party! If I have to go listen to a sales rep hard sell me on her product, business opportunity, or hostess perks for an hour, I will never recover. I better just tell my friend, who I’d love to hang out with, that I can’t come so I don’t have to sit through that torture and then feel bad that I don’t buy anything.
Guys, do you see what’s wrong with this picture?
Continue reading “Ashley Does: Changing How We Party”