Category: my life

Clawing out of the overwhelm

Clawing out of the overwhelm

In Overwhelmed: Work, Love, and Play When Nobody Has the Time, Brigid Schulte explores how we use our time and why we feel overwhelmed with insightful, deep reporting. This book has completely changed the way I think about spending my own time, and more importantly, how I experience my time. Schulte deftly deconstructs the American...

You can only move forward

You can only move forward

People talk about starting over,  new beginnings, new leases on life, fresh chances. Those phrases are all a little misleading. You can’t ever truly start over. (Well, not unless your memory is erased, nullifying the sum of your experiences. But for almost everyone, I’d bet, that would suck.) People argue nature versus nurture all the...

Cut it out, dudes

Cut it out, dudes

I absolutely hate it when strangers hit on me. (I know guys, this is a shocking revelation! Girls don’t want to hear what you think of our asses when you pass us on the street, just like you probably don’t want to hear my comment on your dick size in relation to your giant effing...

Dog bless America

Dog bless America

Every year around the Fourth of July, people start saying “GOD BLESS AMERICA!!!!” like if they don’t their god will strike the earth with fire and lightning and destroy everything. As someone who really, really, really loves the United States, I have MAJOR problems with this over-abundance of religious sentiment mixed with patriotic fervor. Last...

I’m not pregnant, I’m just fat

I’m not pregnant, I’m just fat

Newsflash! I don’t have a flat stomach! This does not—and it bears repeating—this does not mean I am pregnant. It means I don’t have a flat stomach. Like most women. (And even if I were pregnant, that’s none of your fracking business. Because you’re a complete stranger or someone I met three times, briefly, and...