It’s been a week

This week, this WEEK. It's been up, down, all around. I am not coping in the most stellar manner, and it leaks out in the weirdest ways. I have touched upon it in the past, but I had a horror-filled childhood with significant trauma from sexual abuse. I rarely write about it and never in a…

Car stuff, weekend random

First and foremost, thanks so much for all the kindness and support from my last post. While there are still several days left in March, my personal March madness has quietly concluded. Never do I underestimate the intensity of emotions that surround anniversaries. M has an older car with nearly 200K on the odometer. He loves…

Parenting is hard

It's St. Patrick's day. In 1984, my oldest child was born. I remember checking into the hospital and the nurse saying I would be having a  St. Patrick's day baby and in honor of that, they would be tattooing a shamrock on the baby's butt. Whether my serious expression was primarily fear of this whole…

The Princess bone

It has been a long day at the office, and for the second night this week, I found myself hanging out with the bosses while they enjoyed a beer (or 3). We started out in an actual meeting discussing our upcoming recruiting efforts and how the rest of the staff are holding up under yesterday's events.…

Uh oh … the yucky of work

Rarely do I dread getting up and going to work. Today, however, is one of those rare days. Partners let me know yesterday by phone that today could be a challenge, and then this morning by text they confirmed it. We have been slowly culling our latest batch of associates, and I have known a few…

Closing doors, opening windows, emptying spaces

Last night I received a nice email from a former friend. It was an apology for things that have disrupted and eventually ended our long friendship. I read it last night, again this morning, and am now organizing my thoughts here before composing my reply. I had the pleasure and privilege of lunching with trainer J and…

Sleepwalking on the darker side

The past week has been rough on me with sleep. It is an unusual occurrence, because I rarely have issues falling asleep or staying asleep. Disruptions happen, though, and some are even depressingly predictable. Like when the trees in my neighborhood start blooming and I am popping allergy medications every 4 to 6 hours. Sudafed,…