Category Archives: Cut Your Crap

I can’t talk now I’m reorganizing my office again.

And so by default then also my living room.  1100 Square Feet, Baby. Livin’ the dream.  L-I-V-I-N.  

Just When I Thought I Would Break The Universe Brought Me Shoes.

This whole not buying any new clothes until I’ve worn or discarded of everything in my closet thing?  It’s hard.  Like, really hard.  I had no idea that I would have like desperate withdrawal-style urges to shop.  Apparently I’m an … Continue reading

Cut Your Crap: No, Your Literal Crap

Forgive me body, for I have sinned.  It has been three years since my last cleanse, and I have not treated you well in that time.  I have demanded so much of you – and you have delivered.  You created … Continue reading

New Year, Same Me. Crap.

You see why I had to stop calling this series PURGEDAY THURSDAY?  Even though it’s totally catchier than “Cut Your Crap” I am nowhere near together enough to keep something like this to the same day of the week.  Plus, … Continue reading

Cut Your Crap: Overstimulated.

 {125 Swimming Pools by Jenny Odell} The other night, I came home from a late afternoon meeting and Scott suggested that we all go for a walk.  Together.  The five of us, including the two dogs, one of whom is … Continue reading