Category Archives: Flying with Warthog Air
My memory is visceral, based upon smell and taste and sound. The smell of my mother’s perfume still leaves me a bit off kilter, if not slightly uneasy. Wood smoke takes me hiking in high school. Hotel California on the … Continue reading →
I’m learning. This is not just a thing I’m saying, I am learning. On Monday, after I met with my new Boss for a quick planning meeting, she suggested that I take today off and recover from a few tough … Continue reading →
I woke up happy and settled yesterday morning. I don’t know how to explain it. I started my morning talking to the handsome Australian and maybe it’s because he was telling me about the antics of his students and I … Continue reading →
By the skin of my teeth. Barely. By dint of sleeping about 5 hours a night.
My boss quit last week. Now, I knew it was coming and I had some time to prepare, but on Saturday morning I woke up thinking that I had to email Chris and I realized that no. No, I wasn’t … Continue reading →
I have thoughts on leadership and the notion of family and what happens when where you thought you came from changes. Also running through my head is my ability to manage my stress levels and trying to fit everything in. … Continue reading →
If my past work life has taught me nothing, it has taught me this: It’s easy to recognize crazy the second time around. It’s easier to recognize and you see it sooner and you know where it’s going to end … Continue reading →