I am currently writing in a Starbucks. Since having a child, this is something that is totally unheard of. A luxury too grand to even long for. It happens to be the same Starbucks where the idea for this blog first dropped into my mind, wholly complete and so hot and urgent that I was … Continue reading
Danielle LaPorte (I know, I know, I’m talking about her a lot lately) once burned twenty years worth of journals. Twenty. Years. Here were her reasons why: REASONS FOR THE BIG BURN I’m not really interested in the idea of leaving a legacy. If I die tomorrow and vanish from everyone’s memories, fine by me. … Continue reading
I was late to work today. I had it wrong in my calendars (both of them), and it was an unusual start time, and actually starting at that time would have put me into overtime, but regardless, I was late today. It was one of those things, where although it was completely my fault, it … Continue reading
It’s just past 4pm and already the light is receding; C and V will be home from the park soon. I used to need entire days to myself to recharge. Now, an hour alone to shower, sip coffee and read or write a little feels like a week-long vacation. Thank you husband, for giving me … Continue reading
I remember when I started this blog. I had become recently jobless, by way of walking out of said job in a dramatic fashion. And then I spent the next few weeks wandering my boyfriend’s neighborhood with absolutely nothing to do. Often, I’d go to Starbucks with a bone dry cup from the day before, … Continue reading
I can’t believe, including number 84 right here, that there are only sixteen of these left. In some ways, this process has gone by incredibly quickly. When I look back to earlier posts about Violet saying “H is for hippo” or documenting a trip to the beach, that all feels like a very long time … 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
V and I went to see my dad today, and although he hasn’t asked me this in a long time, at some point in our conversation (and trying to stop V from tearing all the guitars off the walls), he said, “So, are you writing?” For so long, the answer has been, “No, but I … Continue reading
When I started the goal of blogging 100 days in a row, I didn’t think it was that big of a deal. But ten days in, I was like, Holy shit — how am I ever going to make it to 100? It was a much bigger goal than I originally anticipated. It takes a … Continue reading
I don’t know about Ayn Rand (I actually trudged through the entirety of Atlas Shrugged), but I do love this quote. Sometimes, during this year and a half that nothing has changed for me professionally despite many promises and almosts, I have lost sight; I have let that fire go out; I have been in … Continue reading
small life, slow life 