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  A morning routine (or lack thereof) can make or break you, especially as a working parent trying to get everyone out the door by a certain time. I’m not one of those “skip a meal” types who can barrel on through the day on energy drinks and a candy bar. My blood sugar starts the downward spiral around 10 AM if my belly’s empty, and I start nearing hangry level as lunch approaches. Heaven help me if lunch gets delayed, too. It can be hard enough to tackle a busy day with a smile, let alone with the added…

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  In 2010 I attended a workshop offered by my employer about organization and time management. I know what you’re thinking. “Really, Liza? Slacking off on the job?” No. Thankyouverymuch. I’m lucky to have a day job with a large company that’s big on proactive self-betterment. Learning about leadership and working smart (or S.M.A.R.T.) are encouraged, and there are courses and workshops offered internally to help. Life long learning, you guys. It’s pretty awesome; I’m lucky to love my job and my co-workers. The Beauty Of Task Lists Anyway, a few years ago there was a workshop focused on how to…

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  Happiness is one of those things you have to work at. I make choosing joy, looking on the bright side, and appreciating the tiny moments that are often overlooked, a mission. It’s something I focus on in my daily life. It’s something I write about when I get the chance. It’s something I put on my “to do” list each and every day as a reminder to myself to just be more happy. It’s what happy people do. And it’s working! That’s not to say that I don’t sometimes get down. That I don’t still have doubt-filled days where…

  When it comes to being traditionally organized, I have to admit, I am an epic failure. But, it’s not for lack of effort. I try. Like real talk. I have a lot on my plate, I crave streamlining in my life. I download apps and I buy calendars. I buy bins and stackable crates. I’ve even invested in time with a professional to guide me towards the path of organized righteousness. All in vain as I remain perpetually discombobulated, consistently disorderly, and dramatically unorganized. In the traditional sense. Because, when you break it on down, there’s a method to…

  A word of warning: I’m about to wax poetic about life choices. I don’t know exactly when I transitioned from normal working woman to stupid-busy-over-achieving-can’t-say-no working woman but somehow, somewhere it happened. My mind was always on. My to-do list was always full and there never—and I do mean never—seemed to be an end in sight. At one point I was working 50+ hours a week, sitting on a board, taking part in two committees, and running two kids around to soccer, archery, and tutoring. I had daydreams of one day relaxing and spending time reading, writing, binging on Netflix shows,…