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Help, I’m shrinking…
Uncluttering and downsizing is all the rave now, I know. I blame Ryan Mitchell of The Tiny Life for my own downsizing interest. Congrats, sir. You have made a convert. Greg and I found out a coupla weeks ago that the owners of the house we rent are short-selling. They offered us a first change at the house, but some of the things that made it a fairly attractive rental make it a subpar buy. Plus, you know, I’m not a big fan of even mortgage debt. Why would I want a $120k gorilla on my back? When we moved into the house last year, I loved having 1400 square…
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Addicted to dancing
The best thing I’ve done for myself so far this year is to take up dancing. Hands down. Looking back to even November and December, I was struggling just to get up in the morning and go to work. All sorts of drama at work was making me question my own value professionally and personally.
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When ignorance is allowed to win
Or: When to Say No and Bow Out Ungracefully A couple of months ago, I stumbled across a local woman who was trying to get her non-profit of 3 years off the ground. She was looking for grant writers, web-ish folks, etc., and her cause was awesome. I was like, “Sweet! I’ll do a website, help with program organization, and either move on or keep helping if there’s room.”
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Three fun things on dance-day
In reverse order of occurrence: Assmar makes me do funny things Like ride down the highway in 40-degree weather with the windows down and the heat blasting at the floorboards. The cool air lowers my body temperature (bad cooldown after hip-hop) and the hot air keeps my lungs from seizing up in the cold. Seems weird to me.
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Dancing: actually thinking about technique
Last night was less physically challenging in terms of dancing, but definitely more mentally challenging. I’m not sure if my focus was off or just different now that I’m a little more comfortable.