I have been burying all of it in my STUFF (in a very orderly way, of course).
It's drafty and chilly. There are holes in some parts of the drywall. Despite the hiss of a probably almost expired water heater along with some street traffic and light neighborhood noise, it's generally quiet.
During one of our drunken chats a few years ago, we came up with a big goal of starting a blog or a podcast. It was an alcohol fueled idea.
It's time to share my current top 3 life-draining habits that are REALLY hard to break.
My anxiety during my son's swim lesson had nothing to do with water.
When I got my first smart phone around 2008ish, I referred to it as My Beloved. I'm over it. Kind of. We're just friends now. Almost.
Parenting is hard. Aside from the occasional battles surrounding the number of pieces of fruit on a plate, kids are fun little people.
How I manage my phone dependency.
Art and wine sessions minus the wine.
Hybrid teaching was quite a request. Challenge accepted?