The Stuff Behind The Stuff™
Logic and Fantasy
I've been thinking a heck of a lot about time lately, due to a variety of experiences and upcoming events: My clients' challenges with it; The course curriculum on coaching time that I'm currently working on; The time management panel I'm scheduled to moderate at the...
Organizing Your Expectations
Subtitle: A Post Full of Questions 🎵 "Just what makes that little old ant Think he'll move that rubber tree plant? Anyone knows an ant, can't Move a rubber tree plant But he's got high hopes, he's got high hopes He's got high apple pie, in the sky hopes... 🎶 For some...
Spell Check
There once was a young man, in a distant, sleepy village, who wanted to change. Peering into his looking-glass every morning, he was dissatisfied with whoever that guy was looking back at him, with one ear slightly higher than the other. That guy had a hard time with...
The Anti Year-End Post
The featured image has little or nothing to do with the post. I couldn't find the photo I wanted, so I went for some shameless cute factor. You're welcome. There's a lot of same-old same-old in the end of 2022 article department. Five tips here, seven ideas...
Of Grief, Angels, and Worthiness
Some of you know I had to say goodbye to Lucy the Wonderdog and Ringo the Labradorganizer last week. I had planned to rework a post in their memory - one I did a while back about how they taught me time management lessons (maybe that one will come later). I also...
Taken For a Ride
Recently my husband and I took a fast trip to Abingdon, Virginia to kick around, enjoy some theatre, and ride a portion of the Virginia Creeper trail. We were supposed to go on our obligatory Halloween/Anniversary weekend ghost tour too, but that got sidelined for a...
Why Does It Matter?
I'm in my office, staring down quite a lot of work - scheduling, new client onboarding, a book reflection I need to finish, and this blog post. I also have those pesky, personal sorts of things to deal with - groceries, confirming an appointment, and figuring out...
Missing Time
I went to my first professional soccer game this past weekend. I don't think I had seriously watched an entire soccer match since our youngest played what we lovingly referred to as "Amoeba Ball": a tightly-knit wad of 5 year-olds shuffling up and down a field with...
The Ballad of Everyone Else
The young woman glanced 'round her room Portending her weary future with gloom - "There's nothing for me here but doom, Why can't I live like Everyone Else?" The laundry, forlorn, piled high on a chair Toys and books all scattered on stairs Weekly meal prep...
What’s Your Story?
There's a big thing to be done. You contemplate the big thing, and Big Thing stares right back - it ain't budgin'. This town isn't big enough for the both of you. Meet Big Thing in front of the saloon at high noon. Or, arrange a quest to go out and find it and slay it...
