widowhood
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Hoover; not just a vacuum cleaner
Silence. The silence that feels less like a vacuum in space and more like a spa day. The kind of silence where you begin to enjoy the sound of your own thoughts, even the ones that are just a looped recording of whatever podcast commercial jingle played most often yesterday. And then, it happens. The
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Too angry to write
I’m trying to figure out how to write a blog post for work, that’s somewhat political. The very idea is terrifying! I’ve always thought business owners should keep their mouths shut when it comes to personal political views and their business, but more and more I realize I feel that way because I don’t want
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Know when to walk away; know when to run
There’s so much to do today. I thought I would be caught up after the holidays but I also thought I’d get some time OFF during the holidays. I got neither, so I’m trying to take as much of an online break as I can. I do still want to write part two of this
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Know any narcissists?
The laundry has been sitting in the dryer for three days. Seriously, leaving stuff in the dryer and forgetting about it is my super power. I glanced at the dryer door this morning as I was letting the dogs out, and thought… “I should do something with that.” But, I mean, it’s just extra sheets.
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Vacations
This week’s topic is vacations, and … whooooooooooooooo I am all over the place with this one. On one hand I’ve been travelling since I was about six weeks old. On the other hand, they didn’t start to feel like vacations until my 20s. Let’s get to it! Did you ever have a really amazing
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People who have influenced me
Hey, remember Monday Musings….? It’s baaaaaaaack, baby! At least this week. I won’t call it TRULY back until I make time to do six in a row. In fact, as I’m wrapping this up, I’d say this isn’t even really back, more like sticking my toe in the pool and maybe next week I’ll dive
