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A collection of 9 posts

The Evolution

When I was brand new in my job, in my very first summer, I was asked to be a part of a photo shoot. To be clear, I am not usually asked to participate in such things. I do weird things with my face and I have a propensity for

Gov Showers

In what seems like another lifetime ago, I moved into a house I rented from the government. It was a tiny thing, no actual foundation, totally crooked to the road, built in the late 1920's and forever maintained with parts from that era. We used to joke it

Two Can Play This Game

Two Can Play This Game

There was a time when I worked on a Hawaiian island. I loved it, but the job I had wasn't a year-around job. I went to the island on one job appointment, and when that one finished another job opened up, but there was a gap between the

Safety... You Wouldn't Understand

Safety... You Wouldn't Understand

I once worked at this place that was in this soul sucking building. It was colorless, characterless, cheaply made, and generally chitty (sorry, I couldn't stop the alteration). Anyway, when I first got there, it was a bit of a shock to the system. I was learning a

More Man

Once I started work at a new place, and I was in that new job fog where I was learning a lot and entirely behind on what needed to get done. I was tired. I had finally made it to the end of the day, and I stepped outside to

The Timing Of Motivation

The Timing Of Motivation

Just out of college I worked for an at-risk-youth wilderness therapy outfit. We took kids into the backcountry for seven to thirteen weeks while their parents decided if they would come back home or go to a residential boarding school. In the backcountry we did group therapy with the kids,

15,000 Pounds

My husband and I moved into an old farmhouse. The house itself was full of weird stuff, like SEVENTEEN different types of flooring, and we decided we would, one day at a time, remodel it. Which is something that was only possible because my husband has skills. I am mostly

Context is More Important Than Spelling

Context is More Important Than Spelling

Recently, I saw a friend I used to work with. I asked her how things were going in my old alma mater of a workplace. She looked at me for a few moments, then described the following email, which was sent to the entire staff. Subject: MANDATORY ANAL TRAINING Hello

Bad Gas

We don't have a wood stove. But it is important you understand that my husband loves wood stoves. He wants to put one in our house. We've lived places with wood stoves before, but this not-so-new house in which we currently live doesn't have