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Yesterday I turned 39 years old, which means I only have one year until I turn forty, which means I only have one year to get my life together. Because that's how that works, right? You're supposed to have your life together by 40? At least I feel like that should be the case. Please god tell me that's the case. I'm 39 and still feel like my life is a pretty big mess most days. Right now, my apartment is in a state of turmoil because I have been in the middle of a massive reorganization project that I've been slowly...

The Page of Wands comes up a lot for me in tarot. It makes sense. That card, after all, represents someone brimming with creativity and way too many ideas, but who doesn't necessarily know where to begin, where to channel that energy, or what to focus on. And, let's face it, that's me. It's why I own 20 domain names with nothing attached, five blogs that sit dormant, countless social media accounts I've barely touched, and stacks full of books I've never read. Because I get an idea and my mind races and I get so excited that I have to drop...

Earlier this year my friend recommended a book called Pivot to me. I went to the library to find this book and, even though the Chicago Public Library's website said that it was on the shelf, it wasn't where it should have been. So I picked up this other book called Pivot instead, because I did find that where it was supposed to be. Same same, right? I mean, I'm sure both books covered basically the same ideas, just probably with different audiences in mind. Both were focused on reinventing your life and your career. Both were focused on switching gears. Anyways, I...

At the start of this year, I was going gung ho towards making progress on my New Year's resolutions, my goals. I lost ten pounds by going to the gym three times per week and cutting down on snacks and sugar. I was meal prepping lunches and making my own coffee to spend less money. I was writing a blog post every single week. And then I started losing momentum. It wasn't a slow, heedless, loss of momentum. It happened pretty sharply. In March I was working on a project at work and by the end of the month realized that...

"I don't have time to be sick." I muttered that to myself when I woke up last Monday with a fire burning in my throat, chills running through my belly, clogged nostrils, and lungs swimming with phlegm. I didn't have time to be sick. I had a couple of meetings that I didn't want to reschedule. I had a looming deadline for a major project I'm leading. I had a million-item-long personal to-do list. I had a weekend full of plans ahead. I had goals that weren't ready to be put on hold. But, I suppose, sick doesn't care about any of those...

February was short, 28 days, but it felt, in many ways, much longer. February is always a weird month, a transition from gung-ho January into the reality of a new year. Over the last month, I feel like I got a little more lax with my "diet," it got a little harder to get up before sunrise to get myself to the gym. I mean, when you wake up, daily, to this, it's hard to want to get out of bed and leave your apartment. And, with the freezing Chicago weather, it's also been really hard to not want to spend the...

If you haven't noticed, I'm a list maker. I have my weekly to-do list full of tasks for my blogs and my personal life. I have my life list of all the things I want to do in my life. I have my 40 by 40 list of things I want to do before 40. I have my list of New Year's resolutions. Let's just say I love making lists. But, often, these lists I make are lists of things I want to do or plan to do or need to do. Rarely do I ever list out the things I have...

I sent Christmas cards for the first time ever this year. Every year I think about doing it, usually briefly, and then dismiss the idea. I mean, it's one of those things adults should probably do. Like buying a Swiffer and making unprompted dentist appointments. But sending Christmas cards always seemed like too much effort. You have to buy the cards. The perfect cards. You have to sign the cards. With the perfect greeting. You have to gather everyone's addresses. And not forget anyone. And then put all of those addresses on envelopes. And you have to figure out how one...