Last night I should have been settling in to my second cocktail of the weekend with the sound of waves in my ears and the scent of salt water filling my nostrils. Instead, I was cozied up on the couch wrapped in a cashmere robe with more holes in it than my aborted weekend plans, … Continue reading When flying south flies out the window
Category: stress
Medical Monday with mixed results
I’m pretty stingy with my sick days. It’s not like when the kids were younger, and finally all in school, when I would take a sick day just to be in my own house in the quiet. No, these days I get plenty of alone time so I try to hoard my sick days and … Continue reading Medical Monday with mixed results
CivMix Redux
Writing for 2 blogs can be annoying. Sometimes I struggle with the decision about where to post my writing - is it a DelSo or CivMix piece? Are the readers the same people in both places? If I post it in one place, how do I share it with the other site? Honestly, I've got … Continue reading CivMix Redux
Fast and Furious – 5 things pissing me off right now
I'm generally pretty easy going. I try to accept that not everyone thinks or behaves the same way I do and feel fairly happy most of the time. Heartbreaks aside, of course. There are a few things, though, that have recently got my blood boiling and I’m hoping that if I obey the full moon and … Continue reading Fast and Furious – 5 things pissing me off right now
Not maintaining the standard of conduct
Go read that title again. One more time. Do you get it? This is where we are as a country. We are “not maintaining the standard of conduct,” as I heard a decorated military man so eloquently say on the radio today. He was referencing the Eddie Gallagher situation and other recent high profile pardons courtesy … Continue reading Not maintaining the standard of conduct
For the love of sixth grade
When I was in sixth grade, I had the coolest teacher ever. I now suspect that Mr. Warbrick, the first male teacher I ever had, was fairly new to the field. Teachers who so enthusiastically do their own thing, I’ve come to learn, are either fresh and green or comfortable veterans. The memories that stand … Continue reading For the love of sixth grade
Don’t worry about a thing
Wednesday evening when Stephen Marley sang that lyric I wanted to go there with him to a place where there are no worries. Releasing the weight of worry sounds amazing. All that energy previously occupied with fretting about things beyond one’s own control can be put to use so much more productively. Instead of creating … Continue reading Don’t worry about a thing
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