anxiety

Last month I turned 35…. And I quit my job.*  Tomorrow is my last day at the company that I helped build with my parents and the only job I’ve known for …

SAD sucks, which is why I might be mildly obsessed with hygge.

What is the Disney DAS Pass? Disney’s Disability Access Service (DAS) program assists visitors who can not wait in a conventional line due to a disability.  The DAS pass does not provide …

It’s a good thing my livelihood does not depend on me writing consistently, regularly, or on a schedule because I. Can not. Write. Every. Week. Heck, I can’t even force myself to …

It’s September 1st and you know what that means! Time to board the Hogwarts Express for another year at the Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. Every year on this date, I …

As we dove deep into planning our six week European adventure, we talked about all the places we were interested in visiting — for me, Paris is always at the top of …

It’s been a while, huh? When I started this blog last year, my intent was to write weekly, but after our European home exchange, I dropped the ball and only wrote a …

Never in my life have I coveted vegetables. Never have I stared longingly at a plate of scrambled eggs. Never before have I thought to myself, “Man, I could really go for …

Last year, when I was working with my amazing and life-changing nutritionist, I was feeling particularly gung-ho about eating clean and getting my health on track, so when I heard about the …

One of my goals with this blog is to share the less-than-glamorous aspects of travel. The logistics of planning. The frustrations of things going wrong. The challenges of traveling with a small …

I’m an anxious person. Always have been. As a kid, I would stress out over things like talking on the phone (even to order pizza), not getting an A on an assignment, …

The last few weeks have been a little nuts. The presidential election took an unexpected turn; my parents were out of town leaving us in charge of their animals and house; I …

As a second grade feminist, I was convinced I’d be the first female baseball player in the MLB. I’m not entirely sure why I thought this: I had been the worst t-ball player …

How many of you have a very loud, very persistent Inner Critic voice? On a recent trip to NYC, I had to have a serious sit-down with my Inner Critic to get her …