Cleaning house. {A tale told with many pauses and deep breaths.}

Telling this simple story of “cleaning house” really requires much more than just a few photos. And you’ll still never understand the depth of this effort. Really, you won’t. After 22 years together, Brian and I have lived in a lot of houses. So when I tell friends that I spent the majority of my…

One Day: Days Three and Four

This is part three of a 5-day series this week as I follow a 5-day reset journey toward happiness using One Day thinking, rather than Someday thinking. Join me, even if it’s just quietly reading and watching me as I go through the steps. Or, share your stories of inspiration and failure to help us all move…

One Day: Day Two.

This is part two of a 5-day series this week as I follow a 5-day reset journey toward happiness using One Day thinking, rather than Someday thinking. Join me, even if it’s just quietly reading and watching me as I go through the steps. Or, share your stories of inspiration and failure to help us…

One day.

One day. This phrase is circling in my mind. One day. I went for a four-mile walk this morning with my dog and my phone, and unpacked my various heavy thoughts, one by one, to my best friend from college who lives far away and therefore cannot drop by for a cup of tea and…

Grit.

I read reviews about the book Grit, by Angela Duckworth, when it first came out in 2016. But I didn’t start reading it until I found it recently on prominent display at a bookstore. I started reading it on Sunday. And, like all good books, it got me thinking. This book is all about the…

Nest.

Imagine being able to fly. Haven’t you always wanted wings? I have. It was my biggest wish as a child: To be able to feel the updrafts and downdrafts and stop for a rest on the tips of tall trees. I used to think that if I could pick an animal totem, it would be…

Time.

What is the number one thing that everyone wants more of? Is it money? Love? Another chance? More friends? A different house? A better job?  It turns out, nearly everything can be distilled into one thing: Time. We want more of it. We want more time to find love. More time to foster friendships. We…

Lights out.

We lost power last night following a snowy windstorm on a freezing day.  We built a roaring fire, cooked a pile of pasta and fresh veggies and sausage, and the kids whittled by candlelight. There is a beauty to these long moments of pause. No music, no phones, no computers, no movies. Just the sound…

Lucky shoes & Smurfette pants.

Folks who know me well know that I’m pretty no-nonsense about clothes and style. I like thrift stores. Nordstrom Rack. Old Navy. Ross. Small local shops. Anywhere with very few crowds. I used to only shop at Banana Republic when I was a working professional, and it was only because the store was small and…