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When I was a kid I desperately wanted to go cottaging. My friends all had cottages. They were in mountains, on lakes, they were “somewhere up north” – which seemed magical and inviting and exclusive. Campers, RVs, tents, trailers, bunkies,…
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I had all the time in the world before I had kids. I had no IDEA how much free time I had, how much time I wasted doing literally nothing. Now, free time is counted in the gaps between moments,…
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Recently, I asked for help. That is to say, I hired help. Once every two weeks, she comes to clean my home from top to bottom. This morning, she eagerly volunteered to clean out my fridge. I can’t stress this…
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Mother’s Day. Because one day a year we need to be forced to stop doing all of the looking after and let them dote on us without feeling guilty that we’re not doing all of the work. I love the…
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I’m not good at cleaning. It’s taken my husband about 11 years to figure this out – or at least accept it. He calls me “domestically challenged.” Before you get all “What a chauvinist, why isn’t he doing the cleaning…
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