I actually spent 45 minutes writing a really long and thoughtful post about being a feminist in the workplace, but Squarespace quit on me and the post was deleted. Have you ever been on a phone call with someone only to find out that they haven't heard you for the last 5 minutes?
Yeah. That's the flavor of frustration I'm dealing with.
Instead of trying to remember everything I wrote, I'll address something along the same lines.
Read MoreAbout 9 weeks ago my brother, some friends and I all decided that we were going to buy some chickens. Provo allows their residents to own six, so we thought that was as good a number as any (except seven, because that would be not allowed). I was anxious to pick them up after we had talked about it, so one day I left work early to go pick up my friends and pick out a few chicks.
Read MoreI have this little app named Timehop that combs through all my social media accounts and tells me what I did on this day in years past. Most of the time it sends me on a short trip down nostalgia lane or completely embarrasses me. Thank goodness there is no myspace support, because my facebook statuses from six years ago are bad enough.
I noticed that a year ago today I had posted the picture of the big window of our house on the day we moved to Provo. It's been one year since I started living in this little city! It made me reflect on what I've done and seen in this last year, and how to sum it all up.
Read MoreI think that this post will sound ridiculous to 90% of the people who read it. Maybe that's why I feel like I need to write it down, because I think that eventually I'll think it's ridiculous too.
I'm selling my car this weekend. It's been a bit of a process, but after washing and detailing and inspecting it, someone is interested in buying it, and we've agreed on a price that we're both happy with. Perfect, right?
Well, I probably should be happy with this outcome, but the whole thing has been emotionally tumultuous.
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