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I just returned home from two weeks in Japan and I got sick. It started with a dry cough. Then the fever kicked in. Sneezing. Congestion. Sinus pressure. I spent the past two nights on the couch and tonight will probably find me there as well. These are definitely not-much-fun kind of days but I…
I went to bed angry. I woke up angry. In my dreams, people were trying to kill me and the washing machine (which looked like a couch) was leaking. I should have recognized the signs… As I wrote before, I’ve made a goal to go to bed early. A few nights ago, I actually fell…
I didn’t write last week. I woke up with a cold on Saturday and asked my husband to take our daughter to Capoeira. I usually write during her class. When they left, I did grab my keyboard, made it to the couch, and attempted to type a few sentences but it was clear my stuffy…
I just was awarded my brown belt in Brazilian Jiu Jitsu For The Street. For those of you who don’t know what that means, the ranking goes as follows: white, blue, purple, brown and black. With four stripes on each belt before you get to the next color. BJJ for The Street was developed by…
Guess how many nights I went to sleep by 10 pm this past week? None! That’s right! NONE! Once my daughter is in bed, I tidy up the house. Then it’s ME time and I want to do it all: I want to watch a TV show and relax. I want to read a book…
I recently wrote about “not taking No for an answer”. I don’t like to hear other people tell me NO. But I’ve learned that telling myself No serves me well. By denying myself in the short term, I earn the greatest rewards: long term happiness, fulfillment and self confidence. Discipline is the foundation of a…
Hi. My name is Sarah and I am a recovering perfectionist. Striving to always be and do your best may sound like a good thing but perfectionism is crippling and exhausting. Life’s harder when you’re pulling a ball and chain. Lately I have been very intentional about letting go of perfection and celebrating progress instead.…