If you're like me and you work from home, its way too easy to just go to work and feel productive all the time. The commute is short and work is always right there, ready and waiting for you to dig in and get shit done. It's easy to not feel like you need to… Continue reading How I broke my workaholic mode for a day and a half
A tiny column for blogging inspiration
In the world of blogging prompts, there are the underlying rules that one should take liberties with them, and have fun. While you're out there giving the prompts a shot, remember... Stop to notice new budding bloggers reaching out to find their place in the world. Help out those who are still in the dark… Continue reading A tiny column for blogging inspiration
Rock of ages in my world
If you could choose any person from history to be your imaginary friend, who would it be and why? Today, as I glanced at our living room, I smiled at the rocking chair sitting in the corner. It was a treasure my mom rescued from my grandparent's estate sale. It was on display in our… Continue reading Rock of ages in my world
How my red helmet helps me feel like a kid again
As we age, we all crave feeling like a kid again. It's hard to do when we're mostly worried about our aging health and the dreaded onset of dementia. But, we can do two things to ward off the onset of dementia. Exercise and eat a well-balanced diet. And, we can have fun doing both… Continue reading How my red helmet helps me feel like a kid again
The day I found weird inspiration at the vineyard
The weirdest thing has happened to me since I cleaned my office. It happened when I finally found the top of my desk. After sorting, scanning, shredding, and finding a spot for everything...my desk is clean and clear of clutter, except for this colorful post-it note holder, my glasses, and my cup of coffee. Ever… Continue reading The day I found weird inspiration at the vineyard
Storm watching memories
Storm clouds are deceiving. Looks of them intriguing. Colors appearing and then disappearing. Swirling and turning. Omniscient ways cover the skies. Rearing up with thunder and lightning, wind and rain. The daring line of threat paid no mind to us. Leaving without a debt, as scary as it looked, it was just a fast-moving rainstorm. Fields… Continue reading Storm watching memories