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Another Monday Do Over

id-like-do-overMonday again.

That means a new week, which in turn means a new start.

I get to start over with my students, and yet again tackle the daunting mountain of paperwork that their education seems to require. I get to laugh with them, lead them, and help them learn.

I get to start again with my colleagues, producing and sharing lessons so that all of our students can learn in ways that are meaningful and helpful to them. I get to explore different ways to share ideas with our students, and I have the opportunity to learn from the experts around me.

I get to start again with my family, sharing my life and my home with them with love and grace. I get to choose how I communicate with them, and what to focus on. I get to set the tone in my home.

I get to start again with my goals and dreams. Will I write this week? Will I sew? Will I make my home more beautiful? Will I lavish attention on my beloved dog? Where will the week take me?

I get to start over with myself. Will I care for myself this week? Will I nurture and love myself? Will I feed myself correctly and push myself to make good decisions, even if they aren’t my preferred choices?

I feel so fortunate that it’s Monday, and that I get a do-over. I hope I use it wisely.


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Taxes are Filed

money flyingWell that was fun.

Not really, but at least it’s over.

No refund for me this year.

Ouch.

2014 was an expensive year, with a new home and no kid write-off, but at least I live in a happy and comfortable home, and I earn enough to cover my bills and have a tiny bit left over. A tiny bit that the IRS wants, and will get, but still…

Now I’m going to dig out the gift cards from Christmas and do a little free retail therapy. Take that, IRS!


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Death and Taxes

iStock_000003060162Medium_1Tax day is fast approaching, and I’m dreading it.

I did my preliminary work last night, well really early this morning, and it doesn’t look good.

Living is expensive.

I’m okay with paying taxes, but not all at once.

Deep breath. Another deep breath. Review the work I’ve done. Try again.

Maybe I missed something.

Maybe I entered something incorrectly.

Maybe I don’t have to pay as much as I currently think I do.

Breathe. And again.

Death and taxes.

Not death BY taxes.