There is magic in anticipation. My dad would always say “hunger is the best sauce” (mostly to get us to stop whining before dinner) but there is a larger truth there. For me, looking forward to something is half the pleasure. It’s why I like having plans: whether it’s for vacations a year in advance or a simple self-agenda for my weekend.
Working Through Work Fuck-Ups
Yesterday, I discovered a mistake in my work so exasperating that I ended up in frustrated tears. It was a legacy mistake, something I didn’t do myself but had been affecting my world for a few years without me knowing. Because I didn’t know. And it’s my responsibility to know. Three years ago, there was a question that didn’t get asked and it’s going to have some sucky consequences.
The Time to Inhale
Brené Brown is the closest example I have to a spiritual master. Her research on shame, vulnerability, belonging, and leadership moves my life. I watch […]
The Mac & Cheese Betrayed Me
This last year I’ve changed my eating habits. It’s been gradual and imperfect, but for most of my life I have been a painfully picky […]
Moving Forward, Looking Back
The new life is good. It doesn’t turn back. Even if, in thin moments, I look over my shoulder.
One Ticket, Please
My world got bigger when I realized I could go to the movies by myself. I’ve always loved going to the movie theater. I loved […]
I Got My Library Card and Restored My Honor
I am now a member of the Austin Public Library. Again. Finally.
Stop Reading Bad Books OR A Book Review for Mechanica
I need to learn to give up books I don’t like. It’s a Gretchen Rubin lesson: don’t finish a bad book. It will only slow your reading down and keep you from the good stuff.
Give All My Secrets Away
I was thinking about secrets last night. About how I don’t have any. Not on purpose, anyway. Not like I used to.
The Blessing of Busy Days
There is simply a lot to do. A lot of urgent things. A lot of important things. And a good many that are both urgent and important.