My Teensy-Weensy Tiny Obsession

Image obtained from Four Lights Tiny Houses, no copyright infringement intended
Image obtained from Four Lights Tiny Houses, no copyright infringement intended

If your are friends with me on Facebook, or follow me on Pinterest, or just know me In Real Life (IRL), as they say, you already know that I have a bit of an obsession with tiny homes and simple living. Simple living is something I strive for every day. I still have a ways to go, in my mind, but I have already gotten rid of a lot of stuff in my apartment. In fact, I willingly downsized from a one bedroom to a studio in my building. It has been one of the best decisions I have made! I moved from an apartment that faced the street and received all of its noise, to a smaller apartment toward the back of my building. Now I hear the breezes rustling through the trees instead of the T announcer telling everyone and no one the final destination of that train. Read more

FEAR

woodsFEAR. It’s a very small word but it has so much power. At least, I’ve let it have so much power over me for most of my life. I’m ashamed to admit it, but am hoping by writing this post, it will lessen its grasp on me some more. My whole life, I’ve looked at people like my younger brother who never seem to be afraid to try things that seem terrifying to me.

 

 My brother decided to ride his bike more than 200 miles from NYC to Boston one weekend. He got the idea and he did it. Just like that. Even when his first bike got stolen two weeks before his planned epic ride, he didn’t give up. He just dove right in. And when I asked him if he was ever worried he wouldn’t be able to do it as planned, he said “nope. I never did. I had that ultrarunner’s perspective the entire time.” When he first brought up the idea to do it, I thought of all the things that could go wrong. He could break down. He could get injured. He could get mugged. The list goes on and on. If it had been me, I don’t think I could have done it. Because of fear.

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Little Things for which I am Thankful

Tookie in his new home
Tookie, my former foster kitty, happy in his new home with his new friend, Po.

This post was supposed to have been published on Friday morning but clearly something didn’t work out. So, I am publishing it today. 

One of my goals for this blog will be to remind myself, as I go about trying to attain my dreams, to also stay in the present and be thankful for life as it is now. The cold reality is that I could walk across the street tomorrow or even this evening and get hit by a bus, so it’s important to stop, look around and observe things as they are right now. So, without further adieu….

Focus…..focus…..FOCUS!!!!

Grand Cayman
I definitely have a problem with focusing myself sometimes. Even with this blog, I originally reserved the domain name with the thought that this would be a blog about my digging myself out of my seemingly never-ending student loan debt. I had just finished reading Joe Mihalic’s account of how he had dug himself out of $90,000 in student loans in 9 months. (He graduated from Harvard with an MBA and there are definitely differences in our financial situations to start, but still, his story motivated me. His blog is called No More Harvard Debt.) Read more

It’s Simple, Really

Solitude

If you had asked me even a few weeks ago what my dreams were, I think I would have answered you much differently than I would today.  I had even started drafting a few different blog posts but none of them really sat “right” with me and I wasn’t even sure I would start this blog. After all, I had stopped blogging over at Middle-of-the-Pack-Girl a few years ago when I felt like I wanted things in my life to go back to being more private. Why start up again? Read more