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Sweary support for the burned out, stressed and weary. Let's get your shit together.
Hey Reader, This week I've been focusing on something I didn’t realize I was craving: joy in the everyday. Not the big, over-the-top celebration kind of joy — but the subtle, quiet, refill-your-cup kind. My husband and I celebrated our 10-year anniversary, and we went to our favorite restaurant. Just the two of us. No kids asking for more ketchup. No rushing to clean up the mess afterward. Just real, uninterrupted time together. Peacefully joyful. And honestly? That energy spilled over into...
Hey Reader, This week, I want to talk about showing up — especially when it’s uncomfortable. It’s Pride Month, and I wore a shirt to my weekly art club for kids that said “Protect Trans Folks.” A lot of people who boldly and beautifully live their truth told me they loved my shirt — which doesn’t usually happen, since I tend to fly under the radar in how I present. Turns out, showing up visibly made me more approachable to people who don’t always feel seen either. I also got a few stares that...
Hey Reader, This week, the house is weirdly…quiet. The kids are off with my sister-in-law, my husband’s traveling for work, and for the first time in a long time, I’m home alone. Still working full-time (because capitalism), but suddenly I’ve got full control over the rest of my hours — and honestly? That kind of freedom is both exhilarating and overwhelming. The silence is loud. The to-do list whispers seductively. The dog hair doesn't vacuum itself, right? But I’m choosing ME this week....