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I'm a double ox. Or rather, I was born with the sun sign of Taurus, in the Chinese year of the Ox. This might not seem like a big deal, but I was actually hired in Asia on the basis of being an Ox – us oxen have this crazy reputation for being good workers [...]
vi·sion: [vizh-uhn] , noun the act or power of sensing with the eyes; sight. the act or power of anticipating that which will or may come to be: prophetic vision; the vision of an entrepreneur. a vivid, imaginative conception or anticipation: visions of wealth and glory. **** It's taken me a while to realize that I [...]
Creating a new career, working remotely from home
Yesterday we had my goodbye party. It was really sweet of them to put it it on, especially considering that I’ve only been with that department for a year. And of that year, I was gone for a big chunk what with maternity leave, the Placenta Incident and the beginning settling-in. They’ve only actually seen [...]
This is a difficult post for me to write. Mostly because it's so challenging for me to summon the words to articulate what I feel. But let me give it a shot… One of the things that really struck me in Expecting Adam was how very free the mother was at the end. Instead of [...]
I'm tired. And I feel sick. Run-down, exhausted. I've realized that I haven't any time off since Ziggy left (and taking 5 days off so you can have a miscarriage isn't really a vacation…). I've been feeling this way for a while so it's funny to me that I am still working – and really [...]
Work can be work or work can be life. Both 4-letter words, but like the other 4-letter words, ‘love’ and ‘hate’, what a difference! You know what they say, ‘do what you love and love what you do’. For the past 6 years, I’ve been working towards doing what I love, but it’s been an [...]
I’ve been wrapped in my off-white world for quite a while.. most of my life, in fact. You know, living abroad, traveling a lot. Making uh, “non-traditional” choices. My save-the-world grad school in the hills of Vermont made perfect sense – just about everyone there was like me! And it was like everything I’d ever [...]
