Since I never had children at home and married late in life, the balancing act was never a big concern.
Single people can work longer hours with no effect on their home life.
That’s the theory.
When you do not have family or a partner at home, you feel carefree. The truth may just be a little different from the perception.
It’s a documented fact [and we women love to cite it] that married men live longer. There could be undocumented evidence that marriage benefits women as well.
In part, we could say it’s because men are cared for; that’s just one side of the picture. They also have to care for their family or partner.
If being unattached means you are carefree, it can also mean you are free to be careless.
Married people, both men and women, have cares. They need to be careful in the best possible way.
Being without a care in the world is overrated. Caring with the worries it brings is a better place for all of us.
There may be more to balance between our homes and our offices, but we are fortunate to have all those balls in the air.
I reason that fruit when In season is better than Steak from the grill. Fire It up and let the summer Tastes thrill. Fruit and its Cousin the squash, tomato Or even a potato can heat Up a summer's day. Put a Peach on the coals or add A zucchini to roast and save Some apricots, plums for Dessert. Sit them beside a Melon or pear and eat that Tart apple while you walk.
Random and serendipitous, my career never had a trajectory. It was formed of luck and proclivity. I am very happy with how it all shaped into a bio leading me to this point.
What’s a job you would like to do for just one day?
Our neighbor, George Plimpton, famously did some very odd jobs just once.
He was a Detroit Lion for a game in 1963 and the goalie for the Boston Bruins. He pitched during batting practice in the 1960 All-Star Game and sparred with Archie Moore in 1959.
I always admired not just his skills as a raconteur but also the fire in his soul. I never envied his choices of “work,” although it was all done in the spirit of journalism.
In a more direct answer to your question: Most any job would be tolerable for a day. Is there any one job I would particularly want to have for just one day?
Pilot on the air shuttle to Nantucket comes to mind. Just once and preferably in calm skies.
Brands are meant to be a bit clubby. The seller has invited us to be part of, for example, the Rolex family or the Ralph Lauren gang. We’ve bought in.
My favorite brands are nothing so heady as these or Tiffany’s or Baccarat.
I used to get a kick out of the Levi’s brand [maiden name], and there’s nothing like a personal connection to make a brand feel special. Full disclosure I generally wore the Wrangler blue jeans brand back in the day. Now, I am consigned to NYDJ.
I prefer Kelloggs cereals and would not trade their Raisin Bran for any other. Noosa makes a better yogurt than Dannon or Chobani. Naked Juice sells a pre-made smoothie as good as the specially blended ones I used to enjoy.
For cleaning supplies, I favor Method and Swiffer is tops.
What is your favorite holiday? Why is it your favorite?
With Cinco de Mayo close on the horizon, this prompt is an exercise begging for a single answer. I am fickle, like Ado Annie: if I’m not near the holiday I love…”
Honestly, I know that as Americans we are fond of our holidays. One of the places I used to frequent would always announce its next closure with utter glee well in advance of the holiday.
There are all those “make-believe” celebrations like National Pizza Day to honor. Your local pizza parlor should definitely stay open for that one!
I think I am most drawn to the made-up International Coffee Drinkers Day. I celebrate this one just about every morning and sometimes when I hit the coffee trail.
Emojis are intrinsically confusing, at least once you are past a certain age.
I tend to use three “favorites” without a clear understanding of what it is they represent. 😕 😞 😌 Sigh 😕 😔 😪 😞 😑 😢 😕 [see what I mean. All this came up when I typed that one 4-letter word.