Category: Hard times

Of campers and camp-moms

After two summers (and two March Breaks) of longing to be old enough to join her big brother at camp, C finally got her wish today. Two lunchboxes, two backpacks, two containers of sunscreen, two hats, two changes of clothes, two windbreakers. Two… Continue Reading “Of campers and camp-moms”

Pinterest is my therapist

I had another bad day today.  I could go on about work frustrations and time management struggles and financial concerns and a disastrous house and the fact that our childcare is ending on Thursday, but I don’t want to write it all out.  I’ve… Continue Reading “Pinterest is my therapist”

When the best-laid plans come tumbling down …

Life has a funny way of kicking you in the face sometimes. And then knocking you to the ground, jumping up and down on your torso, and laughing while you try to scramble to your feet. [photo credit] I blogged yesterday — literally yesterday… Continue Reading “When the best-laid plans come tumbling down …”

Those terrible, horrible, no good, very bad (work) days

Normally, I love my career and feel confident about my abilities. I schedule myself prettttttty well (usually taking on slightly more than I can handle comfortably), and feel good about the general direction of my “company.” But these terrible, horrible, no good, very bad… Continue Reading “Those terrible, horrible, no good, very bad (work) days”

Missing: My life. Reward offered.

Saturday, March 7, 2015. That’s what I would choose as my last really “normal” day. We woke up and had breakfast. I shared my DIY column on making reusable kitchen towels. I darted out to my 9:30 Zumba class. When I came home, our… Continue Reading “Missing: My life. Reward offered.”