Three Things Thursday: 4 April 2019

aka: The Closing Out the Week and Emptying My Brain Edition

  1. Writing about myself doesn’t come naturally to me. I want to edit the text down to nothing and which is one of the reasons I picked writing as my #the100dayproject “art.” I’m a doer. A planner. A person that takes apart systems or processes, refines them and then puts them back together more efficiently. I’m not a sharer, and while I sometimes awkwardly overshare in person if I haven’t had adult conversations in a while, I rarely publish anything online that I wouldn’t want to talk about in a job interview or annual employment review.
  2. In advance of our move, we’re getting rid of the last vestiges of “baby” in our home. I finally listed all of the cloth diapers and related accouterment for sale in two Facebook groups today. It was liberating, and yet I still mourned doing so. We’re finished having babies. My youngest never wore cloth diapers and my eldest was in disposables after age two. Inertia kept me from selling sooner, but there’s no need to ship them back to the U.S.
  3. Spring is springing in Doha. It’s raining tonight (#thunderstormsinDoha) and the humidity was high today. Less than 60 days before wheels up…

Three Things Thursday: 29 June 2017

  1. Having friends is awesome. As an introvert, it would be so much easier (at time) to not have friends, but I know this isn’t true and am thankful for the wonderful people in my life.
  2. Modern technology is awesome. I’m sitting on the couch at 2 PM in Doha exchanging online messages with friends in Australia and around the corner while sending emails to people back in the US. It’s even awesomer (is that a word? WordPress tells me it isn’t. I think it should be.) how much easier things have gotten in the four years (or so) since we left Washington, DC.
  3. Being an adult is awesome. Sure, there are lots of unfun things about it (like cleaning the kitchen EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT.), but I want to go back in time to tell my late teen/early twenties self to be patient. Hell, I want to tell my mid/late twenties self to be patient. My thirties have been far better than I ever anticipated they would be and I’m actually kind of excited about turning forty in a few years.