It is amazing how quickly two weeks can slip away. Not in a "slipping through my fingers" kind of way, but in the sense that 14 whole days have zoomed by, and it literally feels like I just blinked away a massive chunk of summer. For me, it’s the realization of holding two conflicting truths at once. On one hand, it saddens me that our summers are spent in the rigid routine of early morning camp drop-offs, working, rushing home in time for dinner, and trying to cram a season'

Last week was the first full week of summer, and if how quickly that week went by is any indication of how the summer is going to fly by, I'm not ready. I wrote that as I lay in bed before the start of camp drop-offs. I'm not one to get teary-eyed, but dropping the boys off at camp this week made me sad for the rhythm of this summer. I'm gonna have to work on my outlook and figure out how to best approach this summer's look. The prior week, we made it through the last days of

As I alluded to in my weekly update on Sunday, I have been working hard on the kiddos' summer packets. I really like to emphasize reading during our off-time—not only to build their love for it, but to keep their little minds working and not entirely consumed by screens. In my house, we have a clear system: the boys have to complete their household and hygiene tasks and get their reading time in before any screens are turned on. Thankfully, we have discovered several programs

Usually, I start the week with a clear topic to process, but this morning feels a bit different. I’m officially in my last week of my 30s. It’s a week that wraps up with Mother’s Day and kicks off my "birth week" on the other side. To be honest, I don't care as much about the change in the number as I do about the "vision" shift. If you had asked me a few years ago what 40 would look like, this wasn't the picture. A lot has changed in the past two years, and how I foresaw cel

They say the days are long, but the weeks are short. This week, that rang incredibly true. My weeks are top-heavy: Sunday prep, followed by a Monday-to-Wednesday gauntlet of clients, group training, and spin classes. By Wednesday, I feel like the camel in those old "Hump Day" commercials—just trying to get over the peak to Thursday’s breathing room. But this week felt different. It felt heavy. Between a massive wreck near the Y, an unfortunate encounter with a bunny nest whil

The past week flew by, but not without some serious "Organista" wins. My weeks are usually top-heavy with clients from Monday to Wednesday, but Thursday always provides a lil reprieve—a chance to run errands, make a platelet donation, and tackle the "computer work" that keeps my household systems humming before I round out the week and hit the weekend. The "Convenience Store" Strategy I’m currently maximizing a monthly $10 benefit and a $10 quarterly credit across two of my C