For the women who grow wilder with every passing day.
We’re no longer young and naive. We’ve made most of the mistakes we’re going to make in our lives and we don’t care about the ones left to make. They won’t rattle our cage because we already gave up the cage.
Money no longer matters to us. We have what we need and we’ve built a life that doesn’t require us to depend on anyone but ourselves. We know we won’t let us down.
The ideas other people call crazy keep coming. They don’t understand. We buy trucks and RVs. We quit our jobs. …
This sounds like we need to make better choices in our lives.
After a long week, I finally sat down on my couch with a glass of wine. I had intended to relax. Off in the corner of my laptop screen was a tease for a Bloomberg Opinion article. Relaxation left my body. Agitation took its place.
Curiosity got the best of me and I clicked on it to find out what in the name of Margaret Atwood was happening in the world. The tease looked like this:
I know enough about writing and journalism to know this word choice was deliberate. …
Everyone has a tipping point. You just don’t know what it is.
The chandelier above my front door is exceptionally bright. It makes it impossible to turn it on and be in the room at the same time. I never actually liked the chandelier so getting a new one would be a solid decision. Hell, changing out the light bulbs to the non-runway kind would be a good move.
Three years ago, though, I decided I would get a dimmer switch and install it so that I could tolerate that stupid chandelier.
I Googled the wiring and watched several YouTube videos to make sure I installed it right. …
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