It’s here. It is over. This is Day 100; I have written here every single day for one hundred days. I can’t believe it. I feel fulfilled, alive, and sad. (I also still haven’t decided if I’m breaking up with the Oxford comma, or not.) Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma? –Vampire Weekend … Continue reading
Today, I led some of our new hires at work through writing their vision and setting goals. Which is my favorite thing to do, like, ever. You take a group of people who have, up until that point, usually had crappy jobs, and teach them all about stretchy pants and education and how to connect … Continue reading
Exactly two-thirds into this process, and I feel like I’m only just getting to the heart of my feelings. Like there were sixty-plus other days of gunk floating at the top that had corroded, and had to be scooped and poured off. Here it is again — sentences running through my mind all day, translating … Continue reading
There are these moments that flow like total perfection. I’m sitting with V on the couch. She’s watching Sesame Street. She is constantly sitting as close to me as possible, sometimes even on me. I am reading the new Murakami, Killing Commendatore. V wraps an arm around mine, plays with the seam on my pants. … Continue reading
There are two moments in my day that I have the joy of dropping my inner dialogue, forgetting the very long to-do list ahead of me, and fully reveling in the present moment. They are when I exit my car, and when I go to my car at the end of the day. Where my … Continue reading
Today C took us to something so fun! Funbox! Funbox is a pop-up museum/experience in our area. I had sort of been hearing about it but didn’t know it was so close to us. C told us to get dressed and we had no idea what we were in for. People say it all the … Continue reading
I’m happy to say my patience has benevolently returned today, and I came home from work and had a beautiful afternoon with V at the park. She was also joyful and easygoing, which obviously makes things easier. We had several dance parties in the living room (Mommy, dance wid me. Ayexa, pway ‘Big Time’ by … Continue reading
Five years ago today, my husband, C, proposed. Never heard the story? Don’t worry; I wrote all about it, here, five years ago. I wasn’t sure about marrying C. I mean, we’d broken up a lot of times. All of them were difficult. At times we seemed to bring out the worst in one another. … Continue reading
Tonight was the night I just really didn’t want to blog. I had nothing to say, I didn’t feel like it. I just wanted a free pass. I’m just over a third of the way through this #100daysofblogging challenge, and I was getting nervous that I’m already running out of things to say. “Letter Q, … Continue reading
What I’ve learned about perfect days: They are not sleeping in, enjoying coffee in silence, reading a book on the patio, going to the beach, having lunch with a friend, watching the sun go down, having a date with the husband, watching a movie and falling asleep spooning. They were like that, before. But today’s … Continue reading
small life, slow life 