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
The Last Stroller
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
Long Run Fridays (and a PSA about parchment paper)
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)
One Year No Work-iversary
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
What’s a Gap Year?
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?
September, We Meet Again
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