A few days ago I decided to undertake the Herculean task of cleaning out my closet. Time to get rid of the old clothes I don’t wear anymore (office attire, anyone?) and clear out some space. This ended up being a lot more difficult than I ever could have imagined – not that I was sad to see the old clothes go or for any kind of sentimental reasons, but rather, in many ways, I realized that (symbolically, anyway) I was cleaning out and getting rid of my old life. Continue reading
Yesterday morning as I dealt with the excitement of filing my taxes, client conference calls and other typical work responsibilities, I was texting back and forth with an old friend of mine. This friend was enjoying “Patriot’s Day” sitting at a bar in Boston while watching the marathon. I teased him about his day drinking; we discussed an upcoming event we both plan to attend. Nothing out of the ordinary, until all of a sudden I had to text to ask him if he was all right based on the fact that a bomb exploded right where he was enjoying his afternoon. Continue reading
April, already? Well, we are a quarter of the way through 2013 and it is safe to conclude that I am still a disaster. A certified, walking/eating/sleeping/breathing/flying disaster. So what’s new, right? Continue reading
OK, I have been MIA and am going to save the excuses for another day. However, yesterday was the dreaded SNOWQUESTER OF 2013 (or, more accurately, normal average rainy day); my survival instincts kicked in and I decided to cook and eat as if my life depended on it. Mmmmmmmmmm, pizza. Now I am sharing some pictures, lucky you! Continue reading
So after however much time spent traveling, dealing with illness, welcoming house guests, kicking off work projects, and the other usual drama I can never seem to escape from to find time to write, I find myself this afternoon at the vet with my poor pooch. I have a sick puppy.
Nothing starts the day off like cleaning up dog vomit and bloody dog diarrhea. She at least managed to pee outside. Lucky me.
Sigh. Carpet cleaning recommendations, anyone??
Just another day in the life I guess.
I am incredibly grateful that I have friends who look out for me, whether or not I am aware that they are doing so. From reaching out to me at times when their “Spidey Sense” is tingling, to dropping a “just thinking of you” card in the mail, to letting me know they guy I am supposedly dating is also trolling my friends on Match.com (ahem.). I appreciate and love them more than they can ever know.
Sometimes it’s difficult to answer when I am asked if I am really all right. You know, am I really ok? Is there something else going on? The honest answer is, Yes … and No. Continue reading