The Writings on the Wall

Miraculously, I found myself in the morning, with my work laptop shut. I sent out an email, making it very clear that my availability would be tentative during business hours. My son was sent home for a second time within 1.5 weeks over a Covid exposure. My son is in Kindergarten this year. Therefore, I am responsible for feeding and caring for him, whilst simultaneously helping him complete his schoolwork. All I could think of from day 1 was - how am I going to do all of this? I don't have help at home. I don't have a partner. I don't have a live-in Nanny.  My day job comes with high expectations, which is totally fine with me, but I'm also not afraid to tell them, or anyone - so-do-I. That being said, I chose to send the email, and shut the laptop. Turn off the phone. Protect my mental health, after all, in Corporate America, they will let you go in a heartbeat, they don't care. It's the brutally honest truth. So, why continue to sell ourselves and work like s...

 We can't stop the rain here in Upstate, NY. However, we can adapt to it. I'm learning, if I apply the same mentality that I have all winter, my internal dialogue reads: "this is a time to enjoy the crisp, breathable air," "run through the snow, they made crampons for a reason," "cross country skiing is fun and relaxing at the same time, bring your phone and play your favorite music." I start with these ideas, and then I just go. I put on the coat, and the boots, and the gloves, and I go. Later on, when I come home, I am satisfied and fulfilled.  See, my Native roots keep me close to nature. Right now, as a person who works remote, and runs a business from home, I am finding that getting outside has become essential. That being said, I went for my 5 mile trail run this morning, (after like 5 months, not bragging). After I dropped my son off at school. I didn't just go for a run. It was raining, it was cold, I had a million really great excuses ...