Often before a Yom Tov, I wish I could make like Sleeping Beauty and wake up on the other side. This year for Purim I happen to have plans because my parents wanted to go to my sister for Shabbos and I’m joining, and I’m really grateful because I don’t know what I’d have done otherwise. So first of all …
I came across the following quote from E. L. Doctorow twice recently, once in the book Bird by Bird by Anne Lamott and once in a blog post by Gretchen Rubin:
A few years ago I wrote about birthday traditions I shared with friends, but this topic needs another look, as those traditions have since faded. Last year I had a first date on my birthday (lol)
A couple of years ago I gave princess-themed shalach manos, and I just dug up the explainer I put in each bag. (No theme this year for me; I’m going to my sister for Purim). Here is what I gave:
The other night I sat myself down and calculated my net worth. Ripped off the band-aid! This led me to do some reflection on how I use money and what my values around money are. Money is a tool and everyone uses it differently for the things that are important to them.
I’m taking a visual journaling course, and two lines from the book recently gave me goosebumps:
The actress Emma Watson got some flak for calling herself “self-partnered” as opposed to, you know, “single.” I’ll admit that’s a bit of an eyeroll, but recently in my apartment,
Moving into a roommate set-up with friends who have lived together for years is very different than setting up an apartment from scratch. The latter is a lot of work, let me tell you. I’m still in the process; it’s an ongoing task. I have to remember things like, oh I need a pair of scissors, and a box of …
So from the doorway, I knew I’d take the apartment. And that is what I did. I signed the lease and paid my first month’s rent and security deposit a few days later. And it was all mine on February 1.
I started looking for an apartment about two years ago, when I had to make a decision about whether or not to sign our shared lease for a third year. I ultimately decided against signing, and moved back to my parents’ house. I kept looking for an apartment, and for a while thought that maybe I’d look into buying. At …
