I honestly never thought in a million years I would ever utter the words “I’m bored” in any sort of seriousness. There has been so much pride taken in not knowing this emotion, so much smugness in the face of those who are plagued by it, so much confidence in the quality of my lifestyle, […]
“What do you call yourself,” I asked my husband in the car as we drove our daily commute into the city from the suburbs. “You know, when you don’t want to sound like a . . .” “. . . greasy car salesman?” he responded. “Exactly.” “A Product Consultant.” He smiled. “I don’t sell people […]
It has be 130 days since I last posted a blog. No, it has been 130 days since I last wrote a piece for my blog — or any blog for that matter. I say this as if I’m in recovery because I suppose to some degree I am. I would wake up sweating […]
I wrote myself a letter from myself on December 31, 2016. Actually, I wrote from me in December 2017 for me in December 2016, but you understand.