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My December Worry Vault

It’s December! Except, it doesn’t feel like it in California. Christmas is just a few weeks away, but the only difference here are a few lights strung on palm trees throughout town. Regardless, I love Christmas. B and I will be traveling this year, but not the normal holiday trekking. Instead of battling the airport, we’ll…

The trees were so large and gorgeous that you could only get a fraction of them in pictures.

“Turkey” Day Adventures

For Thanksgiving, B and I took a road trip to Portland, Oregon to hang out with his good friends, Sam and Paige. By the way, if there was an award for cutest couple in the world, I would give it to Sam and Paige. They’re tiny and fun and adorable and I want to be…

Pretty rainbow.

My November Worry Vault

I didn’t do an October Worry Vault because I was in a new place and I didn’t know what to worry about—besides everything. But now I have a better handle on things. I think. I hope. So, here is my November Worry Vault. 1. Get at least 1 article published (or accepted for publication) at…

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My First California Breakdown

One month and three days into California. I’ve had my first breakdown. “Had” is the wrong tense. I am having my first breakdown. I am experiencing my first breakdown. I am undergoing a breakdown. Diagnosis: Breakdown. It all started as a small, meaningless moment. I guess that a breakdown has been building up for a…

Screenshot of a small section of home and rental prices in Palo Alto, CA

Zillow Is Depressing

It’s Saturday evening. B went for a run. I stayed home with a tennis ball digging into my bum. Last week’s half-marathon hit me a few days late. So, here I am in our overpriced apartment in Redwood City where the cabinets aren’t hung straight. I figured I’d look at the cost to buy a home out…

I will Hulk SMASH you, perfectionism! From Simon Q (Flickr)

I Must Say Goodbye to Being Perfect

I have a type A personality. As a child, I colored in the lines. I like to follow directions and please people. But in my new life, I must scribble outside the box—and my comfort zone. I have to say goodbye to a core part of me: My perfectionism. My new job at a startup…