The thoughts, ideas and writings of an introverted woman in this extroverted world. Updated every Tuesday!
I am a huge fan of testing out simple ideas, products, and techniques, and sharing what worked and what didn’t. Maybe one of these will work for you.
Several years, ago, while moving into my current house and unpacking the multitude of boxes that I’d brought with me from my apartment, I came upon an interesting piece of paper called “Creative Change.” On the paper was a list of 12 commandments of sorts, each instructing the user to gently modify her life through…
As kids and adolescents, we’re told that being different is a wonderful thing. “You’re unique,” our parents gush, fluffing out the neon blue tutu we’ve refused to take off for eight days straight. “You want to stand out from the crowd. People will always remember you.” What they don’t tell you is that, once you’re…
Introverts, by definition, function the best when they are surrounded only by themselves or by one or two very selective friends. The more people they have to cope with, and the longer they have to cope with said people (especially when said people are talking a lot), it can quickly drain their energy. But what…
I first thought of the phrase “circling the drain” when I was having lunch with a coworker sometime in the midst of 2017. At the time, I didn’t think more of the phrase than how effective its analogy was for the point I was trying to make. You know–some process wasn’t being done cuz so-and-so…
In Part 1 of this post, I wrote to Mr. Missed Opportunity 1 and 2, who just didn’t work out. Part of the reason was poor timing; another was personal choices. These last two (and the bonus man) were simply circumstance. And those can be the worst missed opportunities of all. To Mr. Your-Hugs-Are-Awesome-But-My-Friend-Likes-You-Too I’m…
The memories of a missed opportunity rise in our heads at the moment we least expect them. For me, it was while rummaging through my closet this weekend, scrounging for blouses and dresses that I never wore, that I can’t wear, that I will never wear. One missed opportunity after another, I think ruefully, yanking…
Good days can sneak up on you, nice and slow. But when they arrive, they glow as bright and as warm as the morning sun.