When I was seven, Disney’s The Little Mermaid was in the theaters. My sister was in the hospital (she had cystic fibrosis), and I was staying with relatives. I would have to wait until my sister was home before seeing the movie. My grandmother gave me a beautifully illustrated edition of Hans Christian Andersen’s version… Read More Walking on Knives
I sweat the small stuff. Last week, the above was all I could write. I had to take many steps back and manage my expectations of my ability to do everything right the first time. I hated everything. Every one got on my nerves. The innocuous note letting me know that a link was broken… Read More Zoom Zoom
I finally have an office with a window. And cats. But, it had a high cost. I’m immunosuppressed due to some medication that slows down the progression of my Multiple Sclerosis. Given the COVID-19 pandemic, voluntary isolation is the responsible action for both myself and my colleagues. But, mostly for myself. This week, normally spring… Read More Telecommuting. Day 1
