Tag: career

Clearly, I was spot-on

When I was in the first round of interviews for my job with CURE, my interviewer (and soon-to-be boss) asked if there was anything specific I needed in order to do my job. Was there any accommodation or computer program or asset I would find particularly helpful should I end up working for CURE?

The first and only thing I knew I needed was freedom. I needed to know that it would be possible for me to work from home or from a coffee shop a few days a week. I had spent years engineering a freelance life that could … Continue reading

For the writers at the bus stop

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I find it fairly bold to call myself a writer. There is nothing published under my name on the shelves of Barnes & Noble. Readers are not flocking to this blog in droves numbered by the thousands. (Likely because I write about deep and complex life issues, such as my disdain for indoor pools and high heels.) But in an increasingly significant way, both my career path and post-collegiate life as a whole have been driven by writing. And as someone who stood at the career bus stop for years with the end goal being “something with words,” I … Continue reading

The career bus stop

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On Friday night I had dinner with Morgan and covered our conversation with more exclamation points in an hour than most people use in a year. There are many places in life right now for which there are no words, so I’ve taken to filling those places with exclamation points. I wouldn’t question a person who decided it wise to offer me a sedative. It probably seems like I need one.

Which only made it more impactful when we recalled that less than a year ago I sat in Morgan’s passenger seat after going out for breakfast on a rainy, … Continue reading

What I’ll be doing for the next 2 weeks

What I’ll be doing for the next 2 weeks

Last night I experienced the poverty that is The Empty Refrigerator Before Long Trips,

which is why for dinner, I selected items from the almost-gone/almost-expired menu: hummus with the rest of the bag of chips, a cheese stick, some pepperoni, the end of the granola with the last of the milk, and a coconut water/Emergen-C cocktail.

And the butterscotch blondie my kind neighbor gave me as a snack for the plane.

It was a unique dining experience, but a good one.

In other news, for those of you who have asked what I do when I travel with CURE, I … Continue reading

Hello, Africa. Farewell, Football.

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Well there’s a blog title I never thought I’d write.

But don’t panic! It’s different than it sounds. Kind of.

Let’s just go ahead and talk about Africa and football and all the things, really. Starting with football.

(I mean, is there any other way?)

When I think about what football means to me, I don’t think about banner-moments of fandom: watching Brett Favre run around the field as a kid, going through multiple packets of tissues while visiting Lambeau for a day, experiencing the 2010 Super Bowl season in the most amazing way.

The first thing that comes … Continue reading

The day I met Kevin and Amazing Raced through JFK

The day I met Kevin and Amazing Raced through JFK

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Before I wax poetic about all things Dominican Republic, let me tell you about two moments that set the tone for the trip.

On Tuesday, I was scheduled to fly from Harrisburg to Detroit to JFK to Santo Domingo. To some, this may sound like an unfortunate loop of travel, but to me, this was paradise. I love flying. I love airports. The more the merrier.

My affection for airports was proven as soon as I landed in Detroit. I was making my way to the gate for the second flight of the day and was on the moving walkway … Continue reading

Keeping the post office in business since 2009

Keeping the post office in business since 2009

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I’m starting to wonder if I might be half human, half Jack Frost, and have powers that only come alive in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. Consider the evidence:

Exhibit A: When I came down for a week of training last month I arrived in the middle of a pretty substantial snow storm. Roads were closing left and right as I drove into town and tried to find a way to get to my destination.

Exhibit B: I left a night early after said training because another whopper was supposed to hit over the weekend.

Exhibit C: This week, on my second day … Continue reading

Excited and Grateful

Excited and Grateful

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I’ve been trying to come up with adequate and eloquent things to say about moving tomorrow after a 500+ day detour at home, but the words have left the building. It’s like word thieves snuck into my brain, took all the good ones, and sold them off for parts to Scrabble and Wheel of Fortune.

But they didn’t take everything. They were kind enough to leave me one word, the only word I’ve been able to utter in response to any question about any situation.

It’s “excited!!!”

If you’ve talked to me recently, you know that this is true, especially … Continue reading