Last week, my Personal Capital app told me I had over a 100K in net worth. This week, Personal Capital told me I'm walking around with much less. I was already hyper aware of the status change, but having a software app show me my new truth in pretty colors made it real (and then … Continue reading I Might Be Financially Independent
At that moment, I was here, "Wow, can I screw up this parenting thing any more?" Out of the blue, (well, not entirely out of the blue) I get a text from an old friend who was reflecting back to a thing that happened years ago. She said, "I'll never forget," [that I said], "take … Continue reading Here, Take a Swig of This
I could've said, "the good with the bad". Whatever. "Good Things and Shitty Things" is more funny and the good with the bad is played out. I have many good things happening in my life, but I also have a healthy smattering of shitty things dotted throughout too. Without the shitty things, I wouldn't appreciate … Continue reading Good Things and Shitty Things
What, no rainbows?I was hoping to wake up on this first day of 2019 with a smile, rainbows shooting through the window and sprays of confetti, (hooray, it's a new year. whoo-hoo, 365 days to do it right) but instead I woke up screaming and crying from a nightmare saddled with a crick in my … Continue reading What, no rainbows?
Think of moments of past, present and anticipatory joy. The barely containable joy. The kind of joy that finds you grinning from ear to ear. Bubbling inside. The cusp of orgasm happy. The kind of joy that occasionally shows up and in my case is synonymous with experiences like the stretching room of the Haunted … Continue reading “Joy”eux Noël
Last week, I dropped by my SIL's office for birthday hugs. During the mini-celebration, SIL mentioned she had something in the car for me, so we walked outside together and she handed me two articles from wealth management.com. This event is good for two reasons.1. A financial adviser likes my blog. Win. 2. I got a … Continue reading Smashing the Glass Ceiling
Over Thanksgiving, my daughter was home from uni and she asked me to go somewhere and do/buy something. I don't exactly recall where she wanted to go or what it was she wanted to do, but I remember my reply. My reply was a big, loud (slightly hesitant) "No." Most of the time, she gets … Continue reading Learning to say, “No”