As a mostly failing recovering Type-A personality, making long lists of resolutions at the start of a new year isn't something I espouse to any longer. Recently finding a list I created many years ago
"Do what you can, where you are, with what you have." ~ Theodore Roosevelt This quote now hangs on the wall over my two work laptops. It's a reminder, as I sit down to begin
Last year I wrote an anti-New Year's resolutions post. It was about picking fun goals to focus on, and enjoying the year. The idea was to not create a list that is frustrating and impossible
Perfection. I have written my thoughts about this being a dirty word for me. This perfection-seeking tendency is something I will wrestle with quietly my whole life. When I slip into the perfection mode, it leads to
After writing a non-resolution post at the beginning of the year, I followed it up a few days later with a three-word commitment. The exercise in choosing three words to be ever mindful of as
Last night there was a flurry of activity in my home. I was packing to teach a night course, watching the Nationals game, and making sure everything was in order for Sean to hang out
Mr. Perfect doesn't exist. Seriously, he doesn't. Get over it now if you want to find your own version of happily ever after. You need to realize scenarios like this don't exist: What about a
After four years as a single mom, I still have not realized the impossibility of also being a superhero. Instead of accepting this reality, my inner voice regularly makes declarations like this: "One day in
Married Me would rise most weekday mornings at 5:30 to run at least six miles. One weekend morning each week she would typically run 10. Her cycling would never be shorter than a 20-mile ride.
It feels good to end the work week with half the moving boxes for the office unpacked and files starting to get organized in drawers, but prepping the office, moving, and my work
