I was sitting in a coffee shop near my dentist's office. I just had my teeth cleaned, which is always a treat - is it weird that I get excited to read old People magazines in a waiting room by myself? The orange fluoride (mint was on backorder??) my hygienist applied mingled with the decaf… Continue reading Being happy all the time is ridiculous
Ok, so I've heard worse advice, some of it from my husband.* But I was intrigued when I read an article on The Atlantic entitled " 'Find your passion' is awful advice." It's always been one of those sayings I love to hate, so of course I clicked on the link. The phrase is ubiquitous in… Continue reading Find your passion: worst advice ever?
I have a confession to make: I'm a zoner outer. The right genetic material and years of diligent practice have combined to give me the ability to completely detach myself from the world around me. Parenthood has mercifully put some parameters around this - I have to stay somewhat alert when I'm the sole adult… Continue reading Zoning out vs. Restoration
I had a bit of a moment today. A moment where the paint thinner of life smeared itself all over the thin layer of niceness I try to coat myself with when I'm in public. And it wasn't even my kids this time. My amazing in-laws had taken the girls for a chunk of the… Continue reading Sharing the earth with other humans is a grind