Once this year, while Josh and I shared our everlasting house struggles, a friend mentioned that she thought it was a helpful thing for me to run a blog about home renovation in the midst of real life: Josh works full time and goes to grad school; I work more than full time, generally with […]
I’m now a contributing writer at Crosswalk.com! I’m thankful to all who’ve encouraged my craft and built me up and urged me to work up the bravery to share my stuff. I’d say I owe you, but you taught me that I don’t, so this first one’s for you: 3 Ways Perfectionism is Holding You Back (Here’s […]
I was scolded once by a professor for ending a presentation with the four honest words, “That’s all I have.” And I think this speaks something to my silence here over the past (eep) month or so. I’m imagining myself trailing you down the hallway repeating, “Well, what was I supposed to say?” It’s not […]
Last September I told myself that if I blogged consistently for a year, I could have a dot com home. The motivation behind this was motivation — to write. Also, avoiding the embarrassment (one of the driving forces in my life, which is kind of a joke because embarrassing situations seem drawn to me by an […]
I will spare you all the excuses for not being here more this summer (I have been busy . . . working . . . *very small violin begins to sing* . . . and taking long naps on the porch). But here’s an actual reason: Someone else featured me! Really. (I cannot tell a […]
Wait for the magic to happen. This is apparently one of my new favorite phrases. It applies to innumerable situations. Bedtime. Coffee brewing time. Post-workout why in the name of goodness did I think that was a good idea time. I may have uttered it yesterday when we dumped gasoline on a log full of ants and […]
In the midst of good, hard, two-hands-to-the-plow living lately, I’ve run out of room in my days to talk about it. There’s a lot happening in me and my house. I may have to tackle this in baby chunks. We had some heart-breakingly beautiful work parties last week at the house. It was hard work. […]
My husband is amazingly confident. He walks like he knows where he wants to go and how to get there. And without tripping. When he questions himself, it’s a crisis. When I question myself, it’s Tuesday. If you ever should see the two of us together, this will become abundantly clear. He’ll be standing there, shoulders […]
Reading what I write makes me sick. The only real reason this blog keeps sputtering along is that I’ve determined to feed the brave part of me. What I want to do now is curl up with the dog, with no words, and forget that I ever gave myself. I write and rewrite and I […]
I do love this season. It woos me with its fireplaces, family dinners, and sugar cookies. I approve of listening to December in September, of Christmas shopping (“I thought of you when I saw this”) all year round, of imagining the best place for a Christmas tree in every home you enter. Beneath layers of […]
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