This week I’m identifying most and best with my broken car fob and our traumatized, terrified yet indignant and supremely weird new dog. This is because recently I hit a wall due to the rut of our present existence and other factors. When you’re feeling low, it’s good practice to count your blessings. There is […]
Tag: meaning
So You Hate Reading… (Buy My Audiobook 🤷)
Have I recently mentioned my job is insane and it’s pushed me to the edge of some kind of breakdown? I haven’t ranted about it too much on here because it’s kind of thrilling to feel on the virtual edge of a nervous breakdown when not a single life is on the line. Not even […]
Maybe I’ll Have a Happy Electrified Ending
This blog is a little late this week because I spent Monday and Tuesday doing “real” work aka editing a grant application (for a friend but she paid me my rate and it was the closest thing I’ve done to “real” work in a long time). So that felt good. That update is for those […]
Helping: A Dark Art
I’m one of those people who feels compelled to help other people. If I don’t feel like I’m helping other people, I feel as if I have no purpose. And this is why I often have had jobs which paid very little money because helping people is not what people do to make money. In […]
Going to Prison
Well, I was called back for a second interview for one of the two Education Director positions I had interviewed for the week before. I’m going to tell that story this week because my brain is consumed by thoughts of this role and as such I am incapable of thinking about anything else. A bad […]
Mental Health and Taking a Break from Human Interaction
Remember when texting became a thing? I have friends who are a few years older than me and they have confided in me that they hate texting and miss talking on the phone. They say this to me in a hushed tone because now talking on the phone is taboo. And they have unfortunately mistaken […]
Same Rant, Now With Castle View
Rough day yesterday. 911. Emergency room. Parking lots. In any case, a reminder to not allow meaningless, small stuff to dominate time because our time is short. And this reminds me of feeling the same way in Scotland: tired. One day, while living in Edinburgh and feeling overwhelmed by deadlines and recent deaths and academia, […]