I asked myself, "What happens when no one posts to a blog for three years?" Do people still see the blog? Does it even exist if no one reads, posts or comments? Answer: It lives! But only kinda, sorta. Like a soul not ready to transition, the blog sits in the internet wilderness, waiting to… Continue reading The Neglected Blog
We ended 2017 with a new home improvement project that required the purging of extra items and furniture. We have only been in this house 2 years and we got rid of a lot of stuff when we left North Carolina (some by choice, some not so much; they literally ran out of room on… Continue reading The Last Stroller
This post could also be titled, "The Best Part About Not Working" or, "The Key to my Happiness." As I have mentioned before, part of my journey this past year was getting back on the running train and working my mileage up to longer distances. I started a marathon training program from Another Mother Runner… Continue reading Long Run Fridays (and a PSA about parchment paper)
I started writing this post almost two weeks ago. Where has the time gone? I feel like that is my personal theme of the month as I look back on this past year. This week marks the one year anniversary of the beginning of my career break. When I started writing this post, I decided… Continue reading One Year No Work-iversary
I have had a job since I was ten. No joke. Before I was old enough to babysit, my mom's boss at the decorating center* where she worked paid me to black out codes in the wallpaper books** with a china marker. I was still a pretty green lawyer when I started having kids, and… Continue reading What’s a Gap Year?
Last September broke me. It wasn't just September's fault. I was complicit. We made it through a summer of juggling work, summer camps, family visits and travel. Perhaps that led to me being over-confident. Maybe I just wasn't sleeping enough and was not connecting the dots on what September would bring. Or maybe I just… Continue reading September, We Meet Again
August 21, 2017 My husband has a conference for work in Las Vegas every year the week before school starts. Every year, I am taken aback at how shitty my kids behave while he is gone. They bicker constantly, nag, wrestle. They are sick of each other and I am sick of them. And, of… Continue reading Getting Started