“You have to build a brand!” they keep telling me.
“Blogging isn’t about what you do — it’s about the personality you convey.”
“You’re not selling your stories. You’re selling YOU.”
When I started Domestiphobia nearly 5 years ago, I didn’t realize I was entering a life of prostitution. Read the rest of this gem…
So I have to drop the mutts off at the kennel today, and I’m filled with all kinds of anxiety. This used to involve a relatively painless 45-minute commute into the country to an adorable little family owned boarding facility called Bed and Biscuits. Seriously — if you live anywhere near the vicinity of Fort Bragg in North Carolina, look no further if you need to board your dog. My mutts were happy there, and therefore I was happy there — the drop-off quick and painless with the knowledge that on the designated day, I’d be picking up a couple of socialized, healthy, spoiled pups. Read the rest of this gem…
If you’ve been around here for any significant length of time, you’re probably well aware that multitasking isn’t exactly a strength of mine. It’s certainly not a skill I’d highlight on my resume, and the truth is that you’d be hard pressed to convince me that it’s something that even should be highlighted on a resume. Read the rest of this gem…
Well. I’ll admit. Saying I didn’t realize it is probably inaccurate and a little bit insulting to the level of my intelligence.
So.
How does one fairly level-headed, zero-bullshit, astutely self-aware human not fully grasp the fact that what she is experiencing is harassment? Read the rest of this gem…
I sipped tentatively from the miniature steaming cup of espresso, while the sleek office surroundings and an expansive, bird’s-eye view of downtown Chicago made me feel smaller than the delicate saucer I gripped tightly in my other hand. Read the rest of this gem…
Introducing my new local travel series. Read the rest of this gem…
This is not a picture of me at my husband’s first kickball practice.
But.
It may as well have been. Read the rest of this gem…
Hey, there. I don’t know about you, but Justin and I just had a superfun week with my wonderful friend Stacy who came to visit from Texas. Read the rest of this gem…
“Yeah but if you explain to a new date that you’re going through a really hard time right now — like a really hard time right now — she’s either going to run the other way because she knows you’re not in a great mental state to begin a new relationship, or she’s going to cling. Big time.” Read the rest of this gem…
This morning I awoke and stretched languidly in bed. It was likely my only cat-like move for the day — the rest will be stiff and sore, more stick bug than feline, so I made the stretch a good one.
And then I froze.