A free online version of the Maslach Burnout Inventory (MBI) rated me at serious risk of impending job burnout. I can’t say that surprises me.
My version of Distracted Driving: trying to get a better look at the icy tips of the tree branches shining in the morning sun.
You know what’s worse than a neighbor whose car alarm just won’t stop? When it’s their home security system instead.
Well, I kinda borked my mobile layout for the time being, but it’s not like many people are going to notice.
Just heard that familiar hiss of the whole-house humidifier kicking in for the first time this season. Guess that means winter is here for real now.
Dammit, it’s trying to snow.
Voting via absentee ballot feels like taking an open-book test: I no longer have to guess which bubble to fill in if I didn’t study beforehand.
Connor is spending the morning at his BFF’s house, and Aaron is asleep, so I effectively have the place to myself. So many choices!
It’s been one of those days that reminds me of what every day felt like before brain meds.
It always makes me so happy when the guys go out for a bike ride together — not because I get alone time, but because THEY do.