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The Scariest Blog I Have Ever Written. Seriously!
Why scary?Hint: It has nothing to do with Halloween.I have been standing on the edge of a dizzyingly-high metaphorical diving board for about twenty-five years now. Not only have I not had the courage to leap off, I haven’t even … Continue reading
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The Death of (Most) Problems
I’m trying to get my kids out the door to get to camp on time. We’re running behind.
I look at the clock. Rats! There is no avoiding that they’re going to be at least ten minutes late.
“Oh the horror!” I mean, who cares? It’s ridiculous, right?
Yet I do care to a certain extent, because I like to be organized and on the ball and all that.
Being late feels sloppy to me and I don’t like sloppy.
Plus, I feel it’s disrespectful to keep people waiting.
Clearly, I bring a lot of baggage to being late. Continue reading
The Tao of Poop
Last winter, right before Christmas, I was trying to soothe my frozen shoulder (another story) with an Epsom salt bath. When the tub drained in our second floor bathroom, the tub in the first floor bathroom filled with water.
“Must be the salts,” I thought.
We called the plumber who performed a thorough diagnostic. He had “bad news.”
Water was backing up into the house from our sewer line connecting us to the street — meaning our sewer line is collapsed. The water has no where to go, so it backs up into the lowest point in the house.
As far as I was concerned, the fact that it was only water backing up into the tub — and not sewage — was really pretty awesome.
Yes, we had a problem. Yes, it was going to be expensive to fix, but I was very grateful for what wasn’t happening … a veritable indoor shit storm at Christmas. Continue reading