“Once I find a free weekend, I’ll get my garage sorted.”
There’s a commercial from the ’80s here in the US about a woman trying to manage a chaotic…
Melissa and I were packing a bag to go away for the night last weekend. In it, I saw a…
Every week on my radio show, I get at least one caller asking what they should do when the…
I have a confession to make: I am addicted to sugar. Like, big time. Psychologically. Physically…
This past weekend, I got together with a group of high school friends for an early St. Patrick’s Day celebration. Kristen welcomed us into her beautiful home, all decked out with shamrocks and streamers, lined up a fun craft for us to do — painting wine glasses —…
A couple weeks back, I wrote about a conversation we had with the contractor working on our tiny house…
I HAD an MRI this morning for a knee injury that isn’t healing as it should. When I headed downstairs to leave (stairs are usually a killer!), I noticed my knee felt the best it had in a long time.
Imagine this:
You’re really fed up with your job, and you have been for a while. Your dream is to quit, flipping off your boss as you leave with your box of personal items. You’ll figure out how to support yourself once this stress is off your…
