I had plans for the beginning of August that didn’t include chaos. I was thinking maybe camping. The chaos isn’t originating with me this time, though I come to it easily enough; it’s coming from my daughter’s. She is ready to pull the trigger and leave the abusive relationship she’s in, which is fabulous news. She’s going to be moving into my home with my … Continue reading The Best Laid Plans…an off-the-cuff joint.
Conspicuous consumption I have a lot of dresses for someone who mostly doesn’t wear them. The owning and holding is something that started about a decade ago, shortly after I returned home from an inpatient eating disorder treatment program. Before that, I had only a few, special occasion dresses in my closet, old faithfuls that I’d haul out for weddings, funerals, and Christmas dinner. It’s … Continue reading I Have Troubles With Dresses
FIFO I’ve worked quite a few food service jobs in various capacities in my life. A couple of the lessons really stuck with me. The first was, work clean. “Clean as you go” was a big part of my early fast food training, along with “time to lean, time to clean.” Work at anything long enough and you become an expert. I’m pretty expert at … Continue reading Product Rotation and Wearing Dresses.
In A Rut I’ve been in a rut that I can’t quite shake. Part of that was the annual spring depression, though that’s waning now. Unfortunately, the rut hasn’t filled itself in, nor do I find myself magically out of it, ready to start walking up the street. It would be easier to get going if the rut didn’t appear to be filled with heavy … Continue reading Doing Thirty-Soft.
From Famine to Feast. 