If we were having coffee, I would tell you that there is not much new from my week. So I will focus on the weekend. This morning we had a nice breakfast at a place that we frequent, called Beyond Bread. I had a quiche and hubby had an egg white omelet. We had a… Continue reading Weekend Coffee Share
I’ve kept a journal off and on for years. More recently it was off. Now it’s back on. I try to write in it every day. Do I write my most secret, innermost thoughts? Not always. But I do skim the surface pretty good.
My journal is a form of therapy. I write about what is happening in my life – the good, the bad, and the ugly. I write about my questions, thoughts, and fears. It’s therapeutic. And it helps.
At this time in my life it seems to be important to write things down. For some reason, I have a lot of questions right now. I’m trying to figure some things out. I’ve trying to put some things in their place. Journaling is free. It’s the least expensive therapy out there!
Do you keep a journal? I’d like to hear about it.
I’ll talk to you soon.
Chore – Noun. A routine task, especially a household one. I don’t know how it works you in your house, but, when I get home from work, I have to do my chores. What do these chores consist of, you might ask. Aren’t you almost 50 years old? Is someone giving you an allowance to… Continue reading Ahem…And Now, A Few Words About Chores
Hello coffee share friends! If we were having coffee, we would meet a the coffee shop that is currently our favorite – EXO Coffee. Come on in and have a seat. They have a great decaf roast that my hubby likes. Let me greet you with a big hug and ask you, how are you? How… Continue reading Weekend Coffee Share – Las Vegas Edition
Dear Middle Age: I have a few things to say to you. Things that are long overdue and need to be addressed. For instance: Thanks for the insomnia, and for reminding me that I can’t handle a lack of sleep like I could at the age of 25. Sure, I could trip the light fantastic,… Continue reading An Open Letter To Middle Age
If we were having coffee, I’d ask you to meet me at Starbucks. It’s close by. After we get our drinks from the barista, I would tell you that it’s been a heck of a week! Lots of things happening. If we were having coffee, I would tell you that my hubby has a birthday… Continue reading Weekend Coffee Share – Birthday Edition
Dear Middle Age:
Thanks for reminding me that I can’t handle a lack of sleep like I could when I was 25.