Once upon a time I deactivated my social media accounts and in doing so, Facebook deleted my Rebel Housewife page and that means it also deleted all the micros that I had written which is all well and good but also it was definitely an unexpected consequence of my social media sabbatical. In order to…
Continue reading ➞ Rude Intrudes
Eye masks courtesy of Rebel Beauty venture. Hello- finally! Let's just get right to the crux of the matter. I have had a big old shift in my world since the turn of this year and as a result all of my focus- and by that I mean energy and motivation- went with it. The big…
Continue reading ➞ At Dawn We Rest
Now that the kids are back to school, I'm finding myself sliding back into old patterns which turns out are crucial to maintaining my mental health. Oh how easily I abandon all routine. I don't know what it is but when my kids lounge around, I lounge around. When my kids can sleep in, I…
Alright y'all. I am getting knee deep in this self-publishing-book-writing idea and I wish I was the kind of person who could do it all. Like write for other publications, this blog, and my book but, alas that is not me. I am the type of person who does better on doing one thing at…
Continue reading ➞ Single Tasker Sabbatical
I wrote this post about a month ago but never got around to editing and finalizing it within a timely fashion of the world's latest crisis. It has sat in my drafts folder ever since. I've been contemplating waiting for the next crisis to reveal itself before posting this but then thought fuck that. For…
This post is just gonna be a short and sweet little ditty. Nothing profound, just more of a checking in of sorts to let y'all know I'm still around and that writing still soothes my soul. But this past month has been a huge lesson in recognizing limits and setting priorities when it comes to…
Continue reading ➞ Boundless Boundaries
Confession: I reactivated my Facebook account. I know. I know I know I know I know I know. I know. How did such a thing occur? Well. I hopped back on Facebook around the time the seasons were transforming from frigid temperatures to blooming trees. It all started with insomnia and lots and lots of…
Continue reading ➞ Abandoning Wagons
Well today's post is going to be super short and semi sweet. Well I don't know about the sweet part but I liked the sound of all the s's together. It will also be full of 'tense hopping' because I can't seem to figure out if loss is past or present and if grief is…
Continue reading ➞ Monday Mourning
I finally made it to counseling last week. I was telling my counselor how I essentially fall off my rocker if I go too long between therapy sessions and she said that I am not the only one with that experience. She said that she likes to think of counseling as a dock that allows…
Continue reading ➞ Staying in Lanes
You know what, I haven't had a reason to take a selfie since I stopped posting on social media. But I'm taking one today because I’m having a good hair day and what better reason to shoot a selfie than when you’re experiencing your best self. Anyway, today I’m thinking about the fact that I'm…
Continue reading ➞ Thirty-Ducking-Eight
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