Then one afternoon, after saying “yes” to everything and everyone for three straight weeks, I hit a wall. I was exhausted, resentful, and completely lost in my own life.
Being a Sassyboo isn’t about being mean or difficult. It’s about —the playful, unapologetic, loving-but-boundaried version of you that gets things done and has fun doing it. The Moment I Embraced My Sass I used to think “sassy” was a bad thing. Too much. Too loud.
A candid shot of a slightly messy, very happy moment—coffee in hand, kid/dog/plant in the background, big smile on your face. sassyboo
And you know what happened? People loved it. They laughed. They related. They called me bold.
Finding Your Inner Sassyboo: Why a Little Sass is Good for the Soul Then one afternoon, after saying “yes” to everything
Let’s be real for a second.
Life is loud. Life is busy. And some days, life forgets to send the memo that we’re supposed to be graceful, put-together adults. Some days, you wake up with mismatched socks, a toddler who’s already cried over the shape of their toast, and a to-do list that looks like a novel. Too loud
Found your inner Sassyboo today? Tell me your best “sassy but kind” moment in the comments. I’ll go first: I just told my vacuum cleaner “you’re not the boss of me” and walked away. Small victories.