Patience!
Last year my husband and I added a third floor to our home. We moved everything we needed for five months down to the first floor. We slept in our living room on a mattress. I had a clothes rack hanging in the room with other necessities squirreled away in plastic bins and boxes.
Various people were in and out every day – plumbers, electricians, carpenters and painters. At one point it started to rain in the kitchen, due to a leaky toilet unrelated to the construction. At other points we showered at a local health club, as there was… Continue reading
Hold ‘er Newt
I first heard the phrase from my husband. He was raised in Iowa and was surprised that I hadn’t heard it (I’m from North Dakota). “It’s Mom's way of telling us to hang on for just a minute before taking some (ostensibly) unwise action.”
I tend to forge ahead with decisions and actions. I get impatient at times with people who don’t see my “big picture” and don’t move fast enough for me. My husband will invoke “hold ‘er newt” when he wants to weigh a decision and course of action. Which is the right way? Both and neither. We… Continue reading
Patience!
Recently my husband and I added a third floor to our home. We moved everything we needed for five months down to the first floor. We slept in our living room on a mattress. I had a clothes rack hanging in the room with other necessities squirreled away in plastic bins and boxes.
Various people were in and out every day – plumbers, electricians, carpenters and painters. At one point it started to rain in the kitchen, due to a leaky toilet unrelated to the construction. At other points we showered at a local health… Continue reading
Hold ‘er Newt
I first heard the phrase from my husband. He was raised in Iowa and was surprised that I hadn’t heard it (I’m from North Dakota). “It’s Mom’s way of telling us to hang on for just a minute before taking some (ostensibly) unwise action.”
I tend to forge ahead with decisions and actions. I get impatient at times with people who don’t see my “big picture” and don’t move fast enough for me. My husband will invoke “hold ‘er newt” when he wants to weigh a decision and course of action. Which is the right… Continue reading
Marathoning – lessons learned!
I started running marathons in 1996. I had been running for many years. I had recently moved to New York from San Diego. I missed my running buddies and my motivation was beginning to lag. I needed a new goal to keep me in shape.
Over the next ten years I trained for and completed 20 marathons. I learned many lessons during the training that I’ve applied to my work life.
Lesson 1: I can do anything. Marathoning has made me fearless. When I have a plan, stick to the plan and… Continue reading
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