I’ve been experiencing stiffness in my neck for weeks now. I’ve explored the various and sundry reasons why such a thing might occur (i.e., my pillow). After a good deal of thought and significant anxiety and a neck that seemed to be getting worse by the day, I concluded that it’s almost entirely stress related.… Continue reading Hot Stresses.
Author: thepathtoworthy
Hardly Mother Theresa.
Hi there. I was speaking with someone near and dear to me the other morning. I felt tense because I had a lot on my mind. I am not great when I am tense. I am crabby and when I try and tamp down the crabbiness, I think maybe I’m just cold or aloof. I… Continue reading Hardly Mother Theresa.
Let’s talk about it. After.
I thought a lot today about staying in the moment and what that means. I am such an emotional being. I spend a lot of time in my head and a lot of time in my emotions. Hard. Unapologetically so. I’m careful with whom I confide in, but also, I’m not shy about sharing how… Continue reading Let’s talk about it. After.
Reality TV.
A friend and I were both watching the same television show. I’m not going to share the name of the show, because then I fear you will hyper focus on the subject or something along those lines, and that’s not really the point of this. Anyway, a few days ago, I mentioned that another episode… Continue reading Reality TV.
Are you there Judy? It’s me, L.
Dear Ms. Blume, A friend and I were talking about you this evening and he suggested I write you a letter. I chastised him for teasing me and then quickly retreated when I realized he was quite serious. This suggestion came on the heels of a discussion about the recent hubbub surrounding you. I don’t… Continue reading Are you there Judy? It’s me, L.
It’s about us. And them. And them. And us.
I decided to go for a walk late last night. The weather was stunningly beautiful, and I had some residual anxiety from my day, so it was a no brainer. I wore reflective clothing and had my phone and, an alarm on me. Mid way through my brain calming stroll, I saw a neighbor taking… Continue reading It’s about us. And them. And them. And us.
#themiddle
I know I am one of those insufferable Peloton cult members and that I force you to participate in my madness from time to time. I won’t apologize for it. The classes keep me moving and sane in the most user-friendly way possible. And yes, the instructors are lovely and adorable and all the things.… Continue reading #themiddle
An Event for Women: Part I
I went to an event for International Women’s Day. I know that you might be rolling your eyes right about now. That bitch is still on IWD? I am. In fact, it’s inspired a whole slew of posts that you’ll see over the next few weeks, so if this offends or annoys you, then get… Continue reading An Event for Women: Part I
F*ck IWD.
I can’t believe it’s been a year since I freaked out over International Women’s Day. I think that was last year. Things have felt interminably long lately, so I could be off base there. Last time I spewed fire and venom about IWD, it was reflecting on the women of Ukraine. I was feeling a… Continue reading F*ck IWD.
L, Darling.
I watched Alice, Darling last night with a friend. I don’t think I really knew what it was about. Not really. Maybe I didn’t pay enough attention during the coming attractions, or maybe I deluded myself, or maybe something else altogether. Let’s start with the positives because I often think that’s a better course to… Continue reading L, Darling.
