It’s tough not to be overstressed these days. With all the roles we women play every day – mom, employee, caregiver, interior decorator, organizational expert, dog chauffeur, medical consultant, political activist, court jester, chief of the committee to take down the patriarchy… – it’s only logical that we’d feel overworked and overwhelmed most of the time. But have you ever considered the possibility that you might actually like being too busy? That in fact, you might get the same kind
We all have our pet peeves. Slow drivers in the fast lane, loud chewers, fascist pussy grabbers in the White House – you know, little irritants. Recently, at a leadership training I was attending (look at me! I’m getting leader-trained and will hopefully learn to only leader outside some day and not on the carpet), we were asked to go around the room and state a pet peeve. It was supposed to be something annoying in the context of a
Some man owes me $517, 248. I don’t care what man signs the check or deposits money in my PayPal account, but I absolutely will not take my payment in Bitcoin. What am I, a wizard? I’ve been working full time since 1978 and wondered just how much money I’ve been screwed out of due to the fact that I have an innie rather than an outie, so I looked it up online. I should have drunk heavily beforehand or
We grow up on a diet of societal rhetoric. From the time we are little, we are dictated to – either outright or through a thousand subliminal daggers to the brain. We are told what to eat, what to wear, who to emulate, what to listen to, what is best for us and what we need (like a hole in the head). And like the good little sheepies we are, we obey orders. We fall into line. We toe the
