My sister often complains about how complex her life has become, how much she has to do. She’s a mother of two teenagers; neither of the teens drive, which also makes her a driver; she’s a full-time professional with a position of responsibility; she is the wife of a husband who also works and attends …
I have written before about how I used to be chronically late until, one day, I disappointed someone whose opinion about me was important to me. Then I made up my mind to be on time and I worked at it and worked, until I am now someone who is usually on time. That I …
I have been trying to winnow down the number of eNewsletters and commercial email that I receive. Not the SPAM so much – that just goes right to the SPAM folder anyway – but the emails from online stores where I bought something once and, most importantly, the email from coaches and organizations where I …
I have this theory that cats only count to three. Knowing cats, they could probably choose to count higher than three but have, for whatever inscrutable cat reasons, decided that three is how high they will count. After three, numbers lose meaning for cats. One. Two. Three. Forever. When you go out of town for …
I had lunch the other day with a young person whose mother had asked that I meet her train at Grand Central and make sure she safely get to the bus from Port Authority that would carry her to an overnight in New Jersey. For those of you unfamiliar with New York City, this entailed …
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