Being Bridget

Have you had a day that wasn’t bad, but everything was just a bit off?  I had one of those yesterday.  It wasn’t upsetting so much as disconcerting. After a slew of slightly off moments all day long, I went for a run.  It was a good run.  I ran through a sketchy part of…

Sleeping in Breakfast

I’m 26 years old, and I expected to have full control over my sleeping habits by now.  I don’t. I was awake at 6:15, at 6:24, and at 7:01.  They didn’t seem like good times to wake up, and leaving the house at 8 wasn’t all that motivational until 7:27, when I finally crawled out…

Day of Clumsiness and Pain

Yesterday really did have its good moments, so as you read this, please realize that I’m writing with a smile on my face.  I basically had my very own America’s Funniest Home Videos episode last night, minus the camera and the canned laughter. First, I’ll set the scene.  I have a really nice bruise on…

Little Black Dresses at Work

Compared to most household chores, I really like doing laundry.  I like how it smells when it comes out of the dryer and the warmth of the clothes for those first thirty seconds or so.  I also feel like I’ve accomplished something with relatively little effort.  Other than the folding factor, it’s okay. That doesn’t…

Early Morning Priorities

My new morning tool to get out the door in time is to ask myself,  “Is _____ really worth being late for work?”  It helps me prioritize so that I can avoid the 30-seconds-late syndrome that I sometimes run into.  For example, is eating breakfast really worth that 5 minutes?  Yes!  Is brushing my teeth…

Quality Time with my Porch Swing

Yesterday was my second sick day in a year.  I did actually go to work for two hours, but then I retreated to my couch and spent a vast majority of the day sleeping, which is exactly what sick days were made for.  Sometime after coming out of that coma, I ended up on the…

Flaky Like a Warm Biscuit

I like to think that I’m usually pretty dependable.  Ask me to bring you warm soup when you’re sick, and I’ll be there as quickly as possible.  Plan to hang out with me, and I’ll be there more or less on time.  But sometimes my inner flake refuses to be squashed (or the directionally challenged…