A busy bunny appeared and convinced me to stick around long enough to see how it's easy to stay focused and get sh*t done. Bunnies know how to do that, yes, they do. As Hoomans, it's easy to be too busy coming and going. We need to stop and notice little things as we move… Continue reading How a bunny taught me to stay focused
A dog’s view on missing summer walks
All I hear now is, "Nope, we're not gonna go out to enjoy sharing the road with the people who drive by in their warm and cozy cars." It's too damn cold! It's not nice like the summer days where I could coax the Mrs. to take me for a walk when I wanted to… Continue reading A dog’s view on missing summer walks
Can an ISTJ use a bullet journal without freaking out?
According to a Myers Briggs test, I'm an ISTJ. I took the test years ago. I'm not talking about the one I took heading into college ('cuz I was something else), but years after that, and backward from today... Sigh...you get the in-between data about it, (and...yes, I just dug through more old papers and found… Continue reading Can an ISTJ use a bullet journal without freaking out?
How to start an imperfect bullet journal
I've gotten over my fears of starting a bullet journal. Wanna know how I did it? Wanna know how successful I am at using it? Wanna get sucked into a rabbit hole of ideas, and creative thoughts, and how it's the best thing in the whole wide world for getting your life organized? Too bad,… Continue reading How to start an imperfect bullet journal
How I found flames of happiness in my high school literature papers
Here I am writing a blog post, and am stuck about what to write. YIKES - writer's block. How do I spark flames of an idea to light a fire under my butt to get a post written? Well...that's a funny story. Really, funny. Well, okay, maybe not so funny, but, you know...I've sparked your… Continue reading How I found flames of happiness in my high school literature papers
Devil Ivy watched the Fern Bite the Dust
I watched you from across the room. I knew it, you weren't gonna make it. Nope. I'm having a devil of a time not being mean today. I know Mrs. tried her best, but I have to admit it for her, the time has come to be mean. I'm talking ruthless.mean.parting.ways.kinda.mean. Today's the day. In… Continue reading Devil Ivy watched the Fern Bite the Dust