Category Archives: Flying with Warthog Air

And Then

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

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Holding On

By the skin of my teeth. Barely. By dint of sleeping about 5 hours a night.

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My Own Medicine

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

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Running Through my Head

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

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Second Time Around

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

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Time Crunch

Tuesday was the sort of day where I had a plan and the plan fell apart before I got to work. Well, to be honest the plan actually fell apart before I had breakfast. It is, for the record, very … Continue reading

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Trying to Figure out What to Say

The radio silence wasn’t intentional. I’m trying to figure out what to say. I’m tired. I’m working all the time. I’m ricocheting between 3 cities. I spend 7 hours here, 15 hours there. I’m lonely. I don’t feel especially supported. … Continue reading

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Fit

My boss informs me – in the webinar he sent me – that we are no longer talking about work life balance. Now we talk about fit. Balance, it seems, is impossible. Which is a thing that I could have … Continue reading

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Wait. Exhale.

Wide Awake. Staring. Neck and Shoulders aching. (Don’t turn on the light. Breathe rhythmically. Count. Fibonacci sequence. ) Still mind. Still your mind. Be still mind. (This could pass. You might get past it. You might fall back asleep.) Don’t … Continue reading

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Like I Lived Here

I was taking Captain Underpants around Victoria last night. He’s been here before and I still feel badly about last time,  because I met a friend for dinner and left him alone, and then announced we would meet in the … Continue reading

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