8:30 a.m. Alexis wouldn’t get out of bed last night due t0 hunger and fatigue. So I grabbed the bag of tortilla chips from the top shelf. “I’m just going to have these chips,” crumpling bag. “No you’re not! Put those down Kirk!” “Just going to have a few…” Then I hear thunderous footsteps and …
DAY 3 of the Whole 30 diet. 8:45 a.m. I’m awake. I feel better. On the cold front. It’s sunny outside. Alexis is up stretching in the yoga area. I’ll put on some pants and take the pup for a walk. Get some fresh air and all that talk from the old days. 9:27 a.m. …
9:36 a.m. She has placed the food in front of me. I am having flashbacks of a film I saw with Sudanese lost boys. It was the scene where they stumbled upon the elephant carcass after not eating for 11 days. 9:37 a.m. I just growled at Woody for looking at my plate. That’s last …
DAY 1 12.29.16 : 9:40 a.m. It’s day 1 of the Whole 30 “diet” for Alexis and me. I put diet in quotes because the authors were all adamant about it not being another one of those books – 17 Days to a 12 Pack, or whatever. You know the kind of popular books I …
It really becomes a game of strategically managing your snacking and your email checking and your web browsing – working the 9-5. How many more minutes until the next 15 minute break? How can you break that up by taking a walk to the water fountain or by pretending to need to research a company …
I think – I don’t actually think – I know, but it’s more modest to start with “I think,” so… I think that there is a growing trend in work needing to be “inspirational” and “fun.” People, particularly young ones (don’t worry this isn’t a millennial bashing session), have a hard time forcing themselves to …
It didn’t just happen. I submitted a piece of writing to an agent the other day. He wrote back the next day and said he wasn’t interested in representing it. I asked him why. He said because he didn’t connect with the writing. I said fuck you. Just kidding. I took the lump. Huffington Post …
Even with all the freedom in the world, I would not feel free. At least not today. There is a lack of peace in my blood today. It’s a dream to work for yourself and have the ability to make your own schedule and do whatever you want. And it’s a dream to know exactly …
People are coming out hot. I do feel a sense of pressure to be the best writer in the group because I created the group. It’s not an active thought but I catch it creeping around back there sometimes. I will try not to overcompensate for that by writing safely like a coward. I’m going …
Originally posted on Meetmindful.com here. Another, and equally as accurate, title for this essay could be, “WHY IS IT SO HARD FOR MEN TO BE NICE?” I was raised in the Midwest in an awfully traditional family. I’ve lived the last eight years in California with some awfully non-traditional people that are my family now …
