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So I Guess I’ve Meal Planned 😂
Friday was my day off from AutoZone, and I had plans. Not exciting plans, mind you. The kind involving laundry, couch covers, a little business work, and hopefully enough coffee to keep everything moving in the right direction. I’d been sneezing for what felt like forever, so I opened the windows to air out the…
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Sometimes the Win Is Noticing What Moved Forward
I had plans for Friday. Now, if you’ve been around my kitchen table very long, you probably already know that’s usually the beginning of a story. 😂 Friday was supposed to include getting my Scout Stash email out. Nothing complicated. Just one of those things sitting on the list that I fully intended to handle…
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Not Everything Gets to Decide What Happens Next
Some weeks are loud. Not necessarily bad. Not necessarily dramatic. Just… loud. Everything seems to walk through the door at the same time hollering, “ME FIRST!” That was my week. At work, I had schedules and hours that needed mathing. And y’all know how I feel about math that insists I have twelve hours to…
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Sometimes the Plan Needs an X Cut in It
Sometimes a good plan doesn’t need to be abandoned when real life gets in the way. It may simply need adjusting ~ whether that’s a kitchen routine, a weekly rhythm, or a spare tire cover blocking the backup camera. 😂
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Come On In Anyway
Some weeks feel like life hands you a list so long you don’t even know which corner to start with. This was one of those weeks. It started with an unexpected trip to urgent care after waking up looking like I’d gone a few rounds with Rocky Balboa. My eyelid had swollen so much I…
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One More Chair at the Table
There are weeks that feel like one long story. And then there are weeks like this one. The kind where nothing seems connected until you sit down long enough to look back. This week had a little bit of everything. One morning, I was laughing because somebody on Facebook thought I’d skipped work. The funny…
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Life Is the Story
For the longest time I’d get to Saturday evening and start asking myself… “Now what in the world am I supposed to write about this week?” I’d scroll through pictures. Replay conversations. Wonder if anything exciting had happened. Sometimes I’d even feel guilty because life had been so busy that I hadn’t “created content.” Then…