I’ve been at home for about two months now so I thought it would be a good time to check in and let you know how I’ve been doing. For starters, here’s my new look: My fashion game has taken a hit. As you know, I love clothes and personal style. However, since I’m not at work
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“My anger has meant pain to me but it has also meant survival, and before I give it up I’m going to be sure that there is something at least as powerful to report on the road to clarity.” -Audre Lorde Three months ago I quit my job. In many ways, I not only quit, but
My brain is a swirling mess right now. When I really need to focus, I painfully force myself to shut out distractions and just get down to work. That is what I’m doing right now, or this post just wouldn’t happen. I know this for certain. I know this because I discovered Polyvore this weekend,
This week, we opened a new office in Manchester. And by we, I mean my employer, who until a year and a half ago was a solo attorney. When I joined him at that time, he became a ‘we’. And we are expanding. He wanted me to update our website and compose an email announcing
I was frozen in place this morning, unable to move or think of what to do next. It was the perfect storm of tiredness and mental frenzy. I wouldn’t call it a panic attack, because I wasn’t panicking, although I was certainly worried and stressed. It’s sort of like I just shut down for a
I am consumed with my sons. I inhale “Jackson” and exhale “Justus.” And not for a moment do I regret that. They are my life, my world, and my heart. What I struggle with is finding a balance between them and everything else. I recently wrote about my desire to reconnect with myself; however, I’m
The fabulous women of CT Working Moms have a private Facebook page where we all vent and complain and rejoice and celebrate, sharing the good and the bad. Lately we’ve been ruminating about our work lives. Is it worth it? Why do we come home and have to do all that housework? Why do we
I have an excellent idea for a post. Tragically, that idea will go unused for tonight, because I lack the fortitude to battle my current state of exhaustion. This was a weekend known in this house as “drill weekend,” when DH spends both Saturday and Sunday up at the Guard base. I, in contrast, spend
I’ve been thinking about my career…a lot. Where I’ve been, what’s good and not-so-great about my current career, and where I’d like to be in the future. As I look back over the 25-year (gulp!) work history, I think I’ve had a pretty good run of it. Every employment opportunity that I’ve had has allowed
I have spent the last twenty-gulp-one years working as a social worker in the field of violence against women and children. It’s been more than a couple of decades of learning about the worst of the worst of what human beings are capable of doing to each other, often to those they claim to love.
