“It’s very interesting when you switch into learner mode,” James said to me yesterday. He meant: I was acting anxious, jumpy, unsure. He normally knows me as confident, relaxed, easy. Because he pointed it out, I was able to notice (on the same day even) how I am when I feel that change, or a … Continue reading
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Small Life, Slow Life: A fork in the road.
This evening I got the news that I’ve been waiting for for a long time. A big shift in my career life is potentially definitely on the horizon, and just as it always happens, there is a fork in the road and I’m not sure which way to go. My husband says I always make … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: Tethered.
I held the familiar “Life” notebook in my hands at 7:15 this morning, sitting on a bench in the mall before work began. I read for a while, then read a bit on my break too. But by lunch time, I couldn’t do it anymore. I shoved the tome back in my bag. The Life … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: The call I need to answer.
I didn’t notice the darkness give way to the sun streaming through the blinds. I didn’t notice V sleeping beside me, still as a stone, much later than usual. For once in the last few days, my throat didn’t hurt, and snuggled together under warm blankets, we slept on. If any of that had been … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: Weekly recap, plus thinking about next year, reading, and loss.
This week, I had a date with Matt and James, we showered our team with gifts at our holiday staff meeting (matching red plaid pajamas), we went to the funeral for C’s grandma and the memorial today at the home of C’s parents, I got sick, and I finished three books. All in all, a … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: Seventy-six degrees in December.
Winter in Southern California is like those perfect cakes you see in a bakery window. One never expects to eat one, much less to be able to make one, but there it is, nonetheless. That anything that perfect could be executed by human hands seems practically impossible. I used to long for white Christmases as … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: Sick.
I’m getting sick, everyone says. Except that it’s not like that, not really. Yesterday, at 4:54pm, we were in the car. I’d felt great all day. V had been sick, and James as well, but I’ve been fortunate and haven’t gotten sick once since summer. One could even say I was getting a little cocky … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: The best practical tips I’ve ever seen on how to cut down time on your phone!
I’ve been getting really serious about spending less time on my phone. Back in spring, I purchased the Light Phone II, which isn’t out yet, and in the meantime, I’m trying every day to limit the time I spend scrolling needlessly through social media. Today, I happened to come across an article by “Coach Tony” … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: Compassion, followed by guilt.
Sometimes, the answer to being so tired and crazy is to spend the day with these two guys, and have a damn margarita with dinner and laugh your head off. At least, tonight, that was the answer for me. V woke up ten million at least nine times last night. Today I found out that … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: All the times I don’t like myself.
I don’t like myself when my kid takes forever falling asleep and I’m short as hell and snippy with her. She can’t control when she falls asleep. (But God, if she could!) I don’t like myself when I overbook my days and even a reasonable family visit feels like a burden. I don’t like myself … Continue reading