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Annie Mueller
Besides writing overly personal essays and making blanket statements which I’ll later regret, I love reading, dancing, hiking, hanging with my friends, sitting on my balcony, getting confused about CSS, and trying to go on longer runs without dying. I’m a single mom with a small herd of teenagers. I think trees are really cool. Give me all the soft cheeses and red wine. Okay, fine, the hard cheeses, too. I enjoy live music, puns, outdoor dining, a good challenge, rainy days, thrift stores, witty humor, traveling, sandwiches, new words, the ocean, and driving with the windows down. I'm trying to learn German and not forget Spanish. I am a big fan of belly laughs, honesty, and the serial comma. And sleep.
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Are these weeknotes? Yes they are! Will I do them again next week? Who knows! Sunday 10 May: Got home from hospital shift around 7:30pm. Exhausted, hangry. Walked into a clean tidy home, flowers and cards, and the kids cooking dinner...
… everything. I need to know less, but I know more. Trying to cultivate a life which allows me to know less while still participating in society requires me to know more and do more than simply laying back and passively allowing the...
I’m in school again. I’m going back to school because my work, my entire career, for my entire adult life, has been writing things for the Internet. That’s going away, at least as a livable career option. By livable, I mean an option I...
You’ve got to think about big things while you’re doing small things, so that all the small things go in the right direction. — Alvin Toffler A rule (or boundary) turns a theoretical or philosophical stance into a clearly defined...
I am quite content to be alone except on a mild evening at twilight. During the quick hours of the day I am busy. Busy with things I enjoy doing, for the most part. Or busy with people I enjoy being around. I count myself among the...
And he will never never never never never never never get to meet youAnd I got to meet youYeah, I got to meet you. —Mikey Mike I write in praise of the ones we love: their weaknesses and fears and nobility, their moments of madness,...
Most of us think of ourselves as thinking creatures that feel, but we are actually feeling creatures that think. ― Jill Bolte Taylor If you’re not feeling as good about life as you want to be, that’s okay. If you feel stressed about a...
For the new year, a resolution How small that is, with which we wrestle,what wrestles with us, how immense;were we to let ourselves, the way things do,be conquered thus by the great storm,—we would become far-reaching and nameless. What...
Today has felt like a deep, deep exhalation, an enormous, slow, long sigh of relief and releasing. Fitting, perhaps, that it is winter solstice, the shortest day of the year. I don’t have any rituals to mark it except for this one, what...
I find this sort of thing fascinating. I looked for detailed info before my own surgery because I like to know what I’m getting into. If you’re grossed out by surgical/medical descriptions or photos, skip this one. So I had this spot —...
To tell the story of your life would take another life of equal length. There is no such thing as a true story because every story, to be told, must leave out something. And every something left out matters. It’s all the somethings that...
Whatever it is, let me start it with gratitude. Gratitude is fertile ground. Put in the seeds of your dreams and desires. Keep the ground watered and pull the weeds. Soon the seeds will grow. (Conversely, worry is fertile ground for all...
If your well-being matters to you, be your own savior while you can. — Marcus Aurelius What we learn as children programs us in certain ways. These programs run subconsciously. They determine our default emotional responses to everything...
Any future perfectly known, said Alan Watts, is already the past. But life is not in the past. Life is now, life is here, life is this moment. The only way to live it is to be as truthful as you can be. With others, of course. But mostly...
Our very brains, our human nature, our desire for comfort, our habits, our social structures, all of it, pushes us into being fish bowl swimmers. Tiny people moving in tiny circles. Staying in the circumscribed ruts of our comfort....