Posts Tagged‘Brene Brown’

#DRAT

If you’re old enough to know what drat means, then you already know what kind of week I’ve had. If you don’t know, drat feels like substantial annoyance combined with the need to eat something not “Oz approved” to cope with it. If I’m being honest, it went way beyond “drat.” I was going to post a picture of some waffles to help us all cheer up about the fact that there will be no grand wisdom from the blog this week, but, alas they were charging money for all the really good ones. And forget about waffles with creme fraiche. Then I thought kittens or…

HERE WE GO….

DAY 1. This is me with Wally and the first piece of furniture I have for my new office. Yes, it’s a big circle. We will get to that.  The grand struggle of my hair should be its own blog. There is a stain on my shirt, I don’t know where my shoes were. I will be forever grateful for this picture because it captures the true terror of being light-years out of my comfort zone. Yet just in the moment when I thought I would surely explode from panic, Wally photo-bombed my picture to give me some unconditional Walliness. Thank you, Wally. So let’s clear up…