Month: March 2013

Lean In, Chin Up and Tune Out

I’ve been thinking a lot about women and our place in society the last couple of weeks. This is appropriate, as it is Women’s History Month and was kicked off at PBS with “Makers,” a three-hour documentary on the “second-wave” women’s movement.I sat down to watch it last weekend and was enthralled. I am old enough to remember all the events portrayed in the film, but was too young at the time to grasp the significance of the earlier events. And while I happily recognize that we’ve “come a long way,” I am terribly sad and frustrated that we’re not even close to achieving true equality.

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This Week’s Challenge: Tax-ing Commitments

I finally submitted all my tax information last week and breathed a sigh of relief. The following day, I experienced a bout of unaccustomed efficiency: I wrote, I updated websites, I interacted with people. It’s like this huge taxing weight had been lifted and I was able to focus on doing meaningful work.

One day later, I was back to my usual, drifting, unfocused self. But last week, I showed myself that I CAN cross things off my to-do list. And this week, dawggoneit, I’m going to do it again.

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Daylight Savings Time Sucks. So Does Losing Your Neighborhood Market.

I look forward all year to the day we move the clock back an hour. It’s better than Christmas.

But: Losing that hour every Spring hits me like a ton of bricks. It’s like having jet lag without the pleasure of having traveled somewhere. And for some reason, it lasts about as long. It takes me the better part of a week to adjust.

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The “Shtupper-ware Party”

Now, I’ve always heard that the San Fernando Valley is the pornography capital of the world, and I’ve been vaguely aware that people I meet through school and kids’ activities might be a part of that. I didn’t expect it at my friend’s sales party.

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My Mail is Annoying Me

It’s early in the month, so I was not surprised to find a mailbox full of advertising mailers and flyers. But buried within the pile was an invoice from the lab that took the X-rays of my broken thumb and toe last year. I was pretty sure I had paid them in full, so I was pretty annoyed. The invoice was stamped with the phrase FINAL NOTICE in big red letters. Perplexing, since I have not received any billing from them in months. You know, since I PAID them.

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