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What's a Bullet Journal?

  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…

Sue, Liza, Jen, Amanda

  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,…

On Being A Bitch And Owning It!

  Being a strong female in the workplace isn’t easy. People don’t know what to do with you. Or what box to fit you in. They call you… “Opinionated.” “Bossy.” “Difficult.” “Queen Bee.” And, my personal favorite: “Bitch.” It’s something I’ve struggled with since college. I’m one of those nicey-nice women, often to my own detriment. I want everyone around me to be happy and fulfilled and, of course, to like me. That doesn’t always get the job done though, does it? Sigh. The fear of being labeled “a bitch” is my kryptonite. In a job performance evaluation I was actually cited for…