Year of the Charley Horse
What does an involuntary spasm have to do with my motivation levels for resolutions in the new year? Sometimes more than I think.
My Flippin’ Do List
List-making as a survival skill, single motherhood, and finally getting credit for the work you were always doing alone.
Pump Your Brakes
Recently, I needed to have my truck fixed. It so happened that the tow truck driver who arrived for my roadside assistance knew a guy who could fix it for cheap, and more importantly, do the repair that afternoon. Great!
Academia, Here I Come…
I am so excited for this semester to begin on Tuesday. I am so ready in fact that the last two days I spent rearranging the furniture in my bedroom because I realized that the expected homework load for this semester would be double what it was last semester, therefore I needed a dedicated study area.
Things Suck
Can I have a day where I don’t have a to-do list breathing fire on my neck? Or a deadline, or a paper to write? Or a thousand and one things that are more important than lounging on the sofa reading a trashy novel?? Just one. MAYBE? Thanks to my idiocy and mental madness, even my free day is no longer free. Ugh. Here’s hoping this weekend will be drama-free.
