Mid-Year, Same Me (But Slightly More Unhinged)

Every single year, without fail, there’s this weird little internal glitch that kicks in right around July. I call it the mid-year reset bug. And like clockwork, it re-enters the group chat with way too much energy, a grande iced existential crisis in hand, and zero regard for the fact that I’m already barely holding it together.

Suddenly, I’m in this dazed and confused headspace where everything just… stops making sense.

Like:

• What do people even wear? I stare into my closet like it’s a time capsule from five different personalities I used to have, and yet I still somehow can’t find one outfit that feels like me.
  
  

• My hair? Absolutely not cooperating. It’s either in a constant state of “meh” or rebelling entirely. No amount of dry shampoo can fix this vibe.
  
  

• My devices? All yelling at me. Storage full. Update needed. “You haven’t backed up in 79 days.” My digital life is practically screaming for help, and I’m over here pretending I didn’t see it.
  
  

• My space? CHAOTIC. Surfaces cluttered. Drawers exploding. Random stuff in every corner. Honestly, my room looks exactly how my brain feels: overstimulated and tired.
  
  

• And me? I just sit in the middle of it all like, “Hmm. Not this again.” 😩
  
  

So yeah—Mid-Year, Same Me. And every year, I convince myself I’ll glide through July like some Pinterest-worthy queen of order and productivity. But spoiler alert: I don’t.

Instead, I hit this inevitable pause where everything feels a bit off, a little stale, and kind of like I need to control-alt-delete my whole life. But instead of spiraling completely (although yes, I do allow for a little meltdown moment), I’ve learned to gently reset. Not reinvent. Not overhaul. Just… recalibrate.

And I do that by breaking everything down into sections. Because trying to fix my entire life in one dramatic sweep? That’s how we got here in the first place.

Here’s my little mid-year refresh formula:

1. Physical Glow-Up (aka: feel like a person again)
Let’s start with the external chaos. I take a good, honest look at my closet—no, not just scrolling Pinterest for a new aesthetic I’ll abandon in three days. I actually try things on, clean out stuff that doesn’t serve me, and make space for pieces that feel right now. Bonus points if I rediscover an old fave and feel like I went shopping without spending anything.

Hair-wise, sometimes it’s a trim. Sometimes it’s a deep conditioning mask and romanticizing brushing it again. Occasionally, it’s impulsively booking an appointment because I “need change.” Whatever it is, I give myself permission to feel good in my body—even if it’s just wearing an outfit I love to the grocery store.

2. Digital Declutter (aka: less screaming notifications)
My devices are out here throwing tantrums like toddlers. I finally take a day to clear the photo dump that’s 80% screenshots and memes, delete apps I downloaded on a whim, and actually update the software. I clear my desktop (virtual and literal), organize my bookmarks, and change my lock screen just to trick my brain into thinking I’ve got my life together.

Also: unsubscribe from a few emails. You deserve peace in your inbox too.

3. Space Reset (aka: reclaim your environment)
I’m not trying to become a minimalist overnight, but I am trying to find the floor. When my surroundings are chaotic, my brain follows. So I go into semi-attack mode: clear off surfaces, throw away old receipts and mystery cords, light a candle, maybe rearrange one or two things just for fun.

The goal isn’t “perfection” or HGTV-worthy organization. It’s “can I sit down without feeling overwhelmed by everything around me?” A low bar, but an important one.

4. Mind Check-In (aka: be gentle, not judgmental)
This is probably the most important one. I don’t just focus on doing—I ask myself how I’m feeling. I grab my journal or just jot notes in my phone. I let the brain dump happen. What’s working? What’s not? What do I want to bring into the rest of the year? What can I let go of?

It’s not about setting 50 new goals or redoing my entire life plan. It’s about realigning. Re-centering. Realizing that mid-year doesn’t mean I’ve failed—it just means I’m halfway through, and that’s something worth pausing to process.

So yeah. Mid-Year, Same Me—but maybe a little wiser, a little more aware, and definitely armed with more folders, Post-its, and playlists than I had in January.

No dramatic rebrand, no 30-day glow-up challenge. Just me, trying to declutter my life one section at a time. A gentle reset. A reminder that I don’t need to be “a whole new person” to start feeling better—I just need to give myself the space to recalibrate.

If you’re in the same weird July limbo... you’re not alone. Reset bug’s got you too, huh?

Let’s press refresh together and always stay as Warped And Twisted as Ever,

Eve