Stupid, freakin’ fear. I hate it. And, sad to say, I’m walking in a big, glumpy pile of it as I write this. Walk with me for a moment, won’t you? As we begin, let me first acknowledge how ironic this post feels already. I’ve written lots of blogs on how to tackle fear. Heck, I even dedicated a chapter of my last book to the sucker. Throughout it all I’ve ...More
This is a Test. Let’s Play.
Well, there’s been a momentous occasion in the life of Deirdre. Momentous, I say. I quit my gym. Those of you who know me will understand why this is such a big deal…that up to now my body-building hobby has actually been an enormous part of my life. Every single day of it. For years. But now I’ve decided to make the physical activity switch from this ind...More
When Stupid, Ugly Numbers Freak You Out
So I got my credit card statement yesterday. Immediately my heartbeat picked up speed. After all, my spending has been a bit…shall we say…active during my recent travels. And so I did what many of us would do. I shut my eyes and willed it to go away. Which, of course, didn’t work. It was easy to freak out. After all, I’d allowed myself to live in blissfu...More
The Seemingly-Virtuous, Often-Dangerous Word We All Use Now and Then
What I’m about to say might irritate you. And I’ve decided that this is okay, as long as you’re willing to hear my point all the way through. It begins with a few thoughts on Barcelona, a city where I’ve lived in for nearly two months. It’s a delightful place, a place filled with endless sunshine… …sunshine which, I must say, can get a bit annoying. Becau...More