The choices we make and the importance of being mindful in those choices. Some might not seem like a good idea at first, but you can make it work.
Forest bathing is as important when you’re working from home as when you’re not. Maybe even more so.
I have an essay published in Crow’s Feet on Medium, where I write about my battle with my aging skin. No lotion, no potion can turn back time, it seems. You can read it here: https://medium.com/crows-feet/why-i-want-to-lose-my-battle-against-my-aging-skin-867f3a2ac070?source=friends_link&sk=65d56350a699d02cea9970c90e8db885 Soon after this post goes live, I’ll update my avatar … again.
The remote life is not so bad. Not as long as you have plenty of food, you’re not sick, none of your family are sick, your cats are healthy, and you’re able to work at home and maintain your income (alternatively, you could be retired like my husband in which […]
Whenever in a crisis, I always want to pare down, live a simpler life, stop trying to be some kind of social (media) butterfly. It’s how I cope. Remember, I’m an introvert.
My reprieve from the COVID-19 call center was only for a few days. (You can read about my stomach-churning anticipation here and actual experience here.) By Thursday, my division was being asked to ante up again. At one point, my boss wanted me to literally drop everything and high-tail it […]
Reflections on 44 hours in a call center for coronavirus information. What worked, what didn’t.
I’ve been adrift lately, casting about on some infinite ocean in a small dingy … without oars. A sense that my life is not my own, at least between 8 and 5, Monday through Friday. The child in me rants and rages, risks rocking the boat and drowning. The adult […]
Please don’t doubt that I know I’m lucky to have a full-time job with benefits. Still, my fuse is short and my sensitivity to principle is deep.
A couple of friends recently emailed me, asking if I was okay. Not only have I not been blogging over the last several weeks, I haven’t even been visiting my friends’ blogs. Life happens. Shortly after our return from our best-road-trip-ever, I was told that one of my cousins was […]