Sometimes I wonder if I'd be Snow White if I lived in the woods instead of the city… It may be part of the reason I don't like to go camping. My life, my entire life, has been filled with odd and remarkable animal encounters. Most of them not entirely positive. It started at young … Continue reading the bobcat’s tale…
Years ago in the middle of a life upheaval I had to buy a new sofa, and quickly. I needed something that would fit into my new space. My new place was smaller than my old place so I needed something scaled down. But since it was only being used by a couple of adults … Continue reading oh that’s right, we don’t have a couch…
Today was a day like many others. For some it could be considered downright ordinary. Routine. But not so much for me. I'm striving for a new normal. A new ordinary. A new routine. Routines are my friend. They help keep me grounded. They help keep me calm. They help keep my anxiety at bay … Continue reading anxiety’s secret agenda: whispers
The past tree months have been a whirlwind. Do you remember when you were a kid how quickly summer vacation went? Sabbatical felt like that. Like it happened in no time at all. But it also feels like it's been ages since I sat down to work with my teammates both at Automattic and in … Continue reading one more day…
While it’s often easy to be self effacing, nothing matches the difficulty of saying, "There's something wrong with me." And meaning it. It's hard to acknowledge that you're different in a way that isn't “special.” That isn't “good.” That isn't “normal.” That people think is “wrong” or “weird.” That you think is wrong. It's hard … Continue reading this post has been making me anxious…
Before my sabbatical began Rick was having a conversation with someone who asked how he thought it would go or what I was planning to do. Something. I don't remember who he was talking to (was it you?) and I don't remember what they asked. But I remember what he told me he answered. He … Continue reading the sabbatical halfway mark…
I dreamt this morning that I was on sabbatical and had been for one month. Which is true. Today marks the first day of my second month of sabbatical. That was the case in the dream as well, only in this dream-life I was not a community organizer for the WordPress open source project. I … Continue reading a second month of sabbatical…
It takes a certain amount of effort being comfortable in your own skin, and really I thought I was closer to being there than I appear to actually be. But as my friend reminded me this morning this is a big change for me, for my rhythm. And change takes time. So for all of … Continue reading the sabbatical begins…
I've never been quite sure why, but particularly in times of stress or uncertainty my brain functions as a long series of lists. I have this mental image of those unending scrolls that would roll out in a movie about Santa neatly filled edge to edge with list after list after list. All the work … Continue reading the sabbatical lists…
It would surprise no one who knows me in my personal life that my birthday is, for me, a big deal. While others would like the anniversary of their birth to pass with nary a reminder, I prefer to be reminded that this is a day of Cami celebration over and over and over again. … Continue reading 41 and learning to share…
