Coffee – then adulting.
Or wine. Wine then adulting.
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Just a mom to a know-it-all teen and an 8-year-old who rules the roost. A wife, a daughter, and a twin sister. Millennial who juggles a full-time job with mental sanity.
Category: Coffee Thoughts
Short reflections and observations
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I’ve always felt compelled to do everything for them. The laundry, the lunches, the making plans with friends (through the parents). I’ve never been one to ask for help, so the hardest part has been trying to understand why my kids ask me to tasks they could easily do. I guess it’s always been my…
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It’s a summer night in 1996. My family is leaving for vacation the next morning. I’ve packed my favorite outfits—one nice one for, you know, going out to dinner—my bathing suits, toiletries, and a couple of pairs of shoes. My parents and brother are packing their own suitcases. Dad is packing the car. Mom is…
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I was recently listening to my favorite radio station in the car when the DJ said they were taking song requests. I thought, do people still do that? You can play any song from your phone in an instant, yet the radio still gets requests. It felt both refreshing and nostalgic. Maybe it’s nostalgia that…
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As I quietly enjoy my coffee, I notice the magnetic refrigerator calendar is still June. I haven’t gotten around to updating it since coming back from vacation. I’m not sure I even want to. I want to be stuck in this moment in time. I don’t want summer to go on, yet I know by…
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Can we normalize something here? Having a doctor’s office call YOU to remind YOU to book an appointment. I was due for a mammogram. If you’ve read my earlier blog posts, you know I usually don’t make appointments on time, so any reminder is appreciated. About a week ago, I received a call from the…
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I recently saw a post on Threads that made me wonder about adulthood and careers. The person who posted said that now that they’re in their 40s, they don’t care for advancement or promotion anymore. They don’t want to lead a team, or “spearhead an initiative” to put it bluntly. And I thought – NOW…
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I write this as I sit here with a glass of Zinfandel, knowing full well that I have to be up at 5 a.m. for my daughter’s first volleyball tournament of the season. We got a notice today stating that parking at the tournament isn’t guaranteed due to the snow. Also, the building is colder…
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Adulting is…making resolutions that I might actually accomplish. It’s been a while since I’ve written. The holidays have consumed my brain. Somehow, now I feel like I finally have some breathing room to think outside of Christmas. In some ways, it felt like a Covid holiday. Everyone was sick (not us, save for my teenager’s…
