Day 3: The People Struggle is Real

I had something different planned for today, but then after the last few days I’ve had felt this to be apropos.

I saw this posted on Thought Catalog a while ago, “19 Struggles Only People Who Hate People Understand”

1. When you’re sitting by yourself in a public place and someone sits next to you, your first instinct is great. I hope they don’t start talking to me.

2. Then they start talking and you’re like, CRAP.

3. They’re blah blahing about their day while you silently wonder who

Who Am I? An Introduction of Sorts

Who would have thought that these three little words would be so hard to fathom a solid answer? The reality is that who I am seems to change evolve on a rather regular basis.

When I began doing a bit of self-reflection I decided to take a closer look at my Myers-Briggs Personality Type in hopes of shedding a little more light as to who I am. I am an Introvert

Hazardous to my Health

I’m starting to wonder if Colorado is hazardous to my health.

I should have known that today was going to be ‘special’. It started with the zipper on my skirt getting stuck. I couldn’t budge it, nor could I shimmy it down.

Then the creme de la creme was when I was walking to work. Oh about 10 minutes from my building when I tripped and fell. Luckily it’s not broken, only badly sprained.

Weekend Coffee Share 2.21.16

If we were having coffee . . . We probably wouldn’t be unless it’s decaf or a Starbucks Peach Green Tea or a glass of wine.

This week was strange work wise. It was meh to WTF. People insist on poking the bear and then when said bear rises up they wonder why. Anyway the work week ended on a high. Inspire of folks poking the bear, I was able to get a lot done. I convinced (at least that the story I’m sticking with) our office manager that we should celebrate National Wine Day, even though it was on Thursday. Better

Weekend Coffee Share ☕️ 2.6.16

If We Were Having Coffee. . .

I’d tell you it’s official 20/20 is going dark semi-dark for a while. Why? you may ask or maybe you did. It doesn’t matter because I’m going to tell you why anyway.

1) There’s a saying, “Be careful what you wish for.” Since I’ve been tutoring I’ve been trying to figure out how to turn it into a business. Well, maybe it’s not a business yet but it’s on its way to being something more than a volunteer position. I’ve been helping the little girl I tutor out more a couple of times a week. And I’ve been approached by a couple of other parents.

I was talking to one of my regular bus stop buddies