Self Care Sunday

I texted my daughter, “When you walk out of Whole Foods with a French baguette, hearts of Romaine, and Stumptown Chocolate cold brew?” She replied, “Sounds like self-care to me!” Sunday feels like an appropriate day for self care as it was planned to be. My work doesn’t offer much time off on Sunday, so… Continue reading Self Care Sunday

Someday’s You’re Living

My daughter backed her Jeep into my truck. It was my mistake for leaving it sitting there. I hadn’t pulled all the way into my side of the driveway. My daughter was with me at the time and I was trying to leave her extra room to get out of the truck. The tree branches… Continue reading Someday’s You’re Living

We Are Learning

My daughter is at her Dad‘s, so I filled her shoes this morning, and took care of the puppo. The puppy is sleeping in a crate at night in my daughter’s room, but I could hear it’s pleas for freedom. The next thing I noticed was how spoiled I’ve become waking up on my schedule. When… Continue reading We Are Learning