I’ve learned to shy away from things that allow me to track my daily failures. You know what I mean, I’m sure. I’m talking about those handy apps that let you make lists of all the things you intend to accomplish in a day, like these. While such things are well-intentioned, I’m sure, and high-performing…
It seems like the word “self-care” is on everyone’s lips right now. The last two books I read, Own Your Life by Sally Clarkson and The Fringe Hours by Jessica Turner (you should probably stop reading this post right now and go read both of them), emphasize the importance of self-care, of intentionally building in…
I’ve resumed getting up at 5 o’clock every morning, which is both awful and wonderful. Awful because it is just stinkin’ early. Wonderful because the house is so peaceful and quiet, with everyone else still asleep, and I can just be for a little while. What do I do at 5 a.m.? I journal (see…
This past weekend, a sweet friend commented admiringly on the way I “have it down,” as she put it, meaning the way I apparently have time management figured out. She was talking specifically about how I find (make) time to write in the midst of everything else that’s on my plate. I wanted to shake…
This past weekend, L and I made Valentine’s Day cookies. Yes, Valentine’s Day was technically over, but we made cookies anyway. Valentine’s Day was on a Friday, you know, and well – it’s just too hard for me to engineer those kinds of projects during the week. But I still wanted to bake with L….
Last week I wrote a post on taking time for yourself, and how it’s not a selfish practice, but a healthy one that enables us to be better versions of ourselves. In the few days since then, I feel like I’ve heard an outcry. It seems that for many women, especially working moms, the problem…