There’s usually at least one library book in my house. Some, say, every Lisa Scottoline thriller ever, I devour in a single sitting. Others, nonfiction on the should-read list, gather dust until an overdue notice pings on my phone. I’m thrilled to be savoring my current library book, Robin Wall. . . .Show me more . . .
Online conference rooms, coworkers’ voices through earbuds and faces an array of tiny squares on a screen. Texts. Robocalls. Social media. Online shopping. Talking digital assistants. So. Much. Email. Remote, dispersed, digital, non-co-located, virtual. Whatever you call it, virtual work affects your work and your life, and is so pervasive. . . .Show me more . . .
I created a project a few months ago. I was so excited about it, but only shared it in a half-hearted way, at best. One person – one stinkin’ person – responded. I became frustrated, angry, sad, scared, mired in self-disparaging perfectionism to the point that I pulled the offer. . . .Show me more . . .
Without really understanding why, I felt compelled to start volunteering one morning a week at a vegetable garden this spring. Learning, being outdoors, exercising, connecting with lovely people, all while serving an organization I care deeply about. I absolutely love it all. So many lessons, not just about gardening, but. . . .Show me more . . .
It’s been a tough couple of weeks. Spring, in all its loveliness, is in full bloom: warmer days, constant birdsong, countless blossoms. And pollen. So. Much. Pollen. Its effects nearly led me to re-route from the grocery store to the E.R. last week, in spite closed car windows and humming. . . .Show me more . . .
Supermarkets are packed, a turkey has been ceremonially pardoned, and holiday travel is at its peak. My inbox is full of “Happy Thanksgiving, we’re so grateful for you” emails from organizations I haven’t heard from in ages. Social media feeds hum with photos of happy, perfect-looking families with quotes urging. . . .Show me more . . .
Maybe it was the meeting where your idea got shot down until someone else repeated it and passed it off as theirs. Maybe you’re anxious about impending layoffs. Maybe it’s something outside of work. Whatever it is, it’s got you thinking you’re ready for a new job or career. Except. . . .Show me more . . .
This is the first summer in ten years that I’m happy, productive, and comfortable in my home office since I started using it – ten years ago. I complained for a decade that the insulation-free attic and southern exposure made my office freezing in the winter and stifling from late. . . .Show me more . . .
If you’re like most people, you’re really good at noticing what’s wrong. We’re wired to take in the negative. And how can you problem-solve if you don’t start with what’s wrong, right? Nope. We do better when we start with what’s right. Whine, Moan, and Complain Anyone who overheard the. . . .Show me more . . .
You started the week with big intentions. Monday morning: detailed, prioritized task list and updated, color-coded calendar. All week: long hours at work, extra work at home. Friday afternoon: you’re exhausted from managing endless urgent-feeling tasks, your to-do list has grown exponentially, and you’re hard pressed to describe a single. . . .Show me more . . .
My friends who live at the shore year-round are celebrating the start of Locals’ Summer today, when the tourists are mostly gone and the weather is mostly fabulous, at least until a hurricane sneaks up the coast. If you’re not celebrating the first day back to work after a long. . . .Show me more . . .
While working on a project tentatively titled Five Fallacies About Work-Life Balance, I discovered a simple, powerful way to up your joy quotient in every domain of your life. It comes from Marcus Buckingham and Ashley Goodall’s new book, Nine Lies About Work. Instead of thinking of work and life. . . .Show me more . . .