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Pick up the flashpoint.
I felt so much clearer after I wrote on Thursday. It was almost alarming how quickly I felt clear again. I called the tax guy and made an appt for the following day and by 1:30pm yesterday, our taxes were … Continue reading
Like the ceiling can’t hold us.
Before I even make my coffee this morning, I want to share what my life affords me. I woke up this morning to this. There are clean dishes in the drain board from 24 hours ago. There’s crap on the … Continue reading
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Tagged abundance, all the hard work, Dave Hollis, family, growth mindset, home management, housework, Kendra Hennessy, marriage, progress, Rachel Hollis, relationships, RISExLIVE, routines, sex, YBML
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Out on your corner in the pouring rain.
Welcome to the third edition of The Basement Chronicles. I haven’t worked on the basement in a few days, but I want to catch up on all my progress down there. Also, as a sidenote. All of this work was … Continue reading
Tap on my window; knock on my door.
This hilarious thing happened. Where I was listening to the Rise Together podcast and Rachel and Dave were fucking geeking out about their enneagrams and I wanted in on it, despite having previously been vehemently (read: quietly) against taking the … Continue reading
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Tagged communication, Dave Hollis, delicate flower, enneagram, faith, friends, heads up--this is a hard one but there is light in the next, I took note of the fierce, integrity, managing expectations, marriage, miscommunication, navigating the past, podcasts, progress, Rachel Hollis, Rise Together, suit up and show up, the only time I've been grateful you read the tags first, through not around, we get the thing when we're open to receive the thing, we store trauma in our bodies
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We must let go to know what’s right.
The Basement Chronicles. So, we left off at progress on February 6th. Some time ticked on by after this. A woman name Angel posted in a group that she needed accountability for a three day decluttering party and I love … Continue reading
Repeat steps one through three.
So. Hello. Welcome to the first edition of The Basement Chronicles. I’m your host. The Incomparable Asskicker. Ha. I get so cocky after just a week of action taking. (Okay…a couple weeks…) Really, above anything else, I’m just really fucking … Continue reading
Swan dive.
I keep fiddling with tectonicdraft related things, but have yet to launch my actual site. I will get there. There is no question. But also, ohmygosh, just freakin’ do it already, would ya?! I’m currently doing some behind the scenes … Continue reading
To the east side.
I was brave today and done did get myself a sponsor.
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Tagged al-anon, feel the fear and do it anyway, giddy happy, I'm a fucking rockstar, mental health, progress, sponsor
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Yesterday a child came out to wonder.
It feels like this was specifically written for me. It is words I haven’t been able to find for myself. It’s not answers. But it’s something. It’s a spark. I don’t yet have a real grasp on…who I am. I … Continue reading
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Tagged al-anon, all the hard things, all the work, Allie Casazza, Brene Brown, change, comparison is the thief of joy, faith, get off the damn ladder, I am scared, Kendra Hennessy, Liz Gilbert, my fear can come along for the ride but she's gotta sit in the back, philosophy, practice, progress, purpose, quieting the what ifs, rachel martin, recovery, risk for a butterfly., self love, self worth, shame, the strong vulnerable women who lead the way, vulnerability
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The fire in your eyes.
Today I brought a freshly baked loaf of bread home from the store. My daughter was all ooooooh. I excitedly said, “feel how squishy!” She felt it and I could tell she wasn’t on board with my excitement. I said, … Continue reading
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Tagged family, growth mindset, marriage, my husband is the best, my sweet girl, parenting, progress, squishy bread, teenagers, wrist writing
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