Tag: life

on downsizing and the things that stick

I’ve been getting questions about how a person gets rid of things, which I have to tell you amuses the life out of me, because I frequently feel as though my own things are closing in on us. I know that this isn’t in fact true, but to have multiple somebodies asking for advice on getting rid of things strikes me…

Aaaaagh, I'm not good at attachment either some days, but seriously, I like space more than I like stuff.

in which there are infinite possibilities

So that thing I said about posting more destash early last week: what I meant to say was middle of this week, really. I’ve had this pile set aside all week, I just couldn’t get around to snapping pictures; I’d have time, but it would only be in the evening, or I’d have afternoon time, but I’m a tool and…

on faith and change

My new neurologist drinks Diet Mountain Dew. I’ve latched on to this like a sneak peek into his humanity: I like my doctors to be people, and this seems like a throwback to med school study sessions, or possibly secret, epic tabletop gaming sessions— absolutely a possibility, as he’s also only slightly older than I am, and slightly odd, as…

in which I want a great deal less

September has been good- a time to rest, clear my head. There’s been less travel- a trip to north for Parents’ Weekend (already, really?), but other than that, it’s been quiet. I’m grateful for the break, the lull before the madness of October- Boston, Rhinebeck (OMG, RHINEBECK!!!), all of it. October promises to be a joyful, colorful, but busy month.…

How To Send Your Daughter to College, in 12 Easy Steps (a knitter’s version)

1. Go to a trunk show approximately 250 miles from home. This is for work, not properly part of dropping your daughter off at college. You made this commitment before you fully realized that it was the same week you’d need to take your daughter to college, because you, madam, are A Really Poor Planner. Bask in a sinking sense…

on Gilenya and giving it my Girl Scout best

So this week I’m doing this mental thing where I’m sitting on the edge of my invisible seat, you guys. Let me back up. I’m working with the folks from Novartis, the suppliers for the pill I’m hoping to transition over to, in order to try and set up my initial dose. The pill is called Gilenya, and it is…

on falling

  This life, it isn’t always easy. It’s legs that don’t work correctly, a clouded mind and hands that feel like they’re on fire. It’s a husband with a rare and nameless blood disorder that’s waiting for the next opportunity to steal ability, thought and possibly his life. It’s war, an endless war that takes my friends and doesn’t give…