(A short story by Irene B.) “T-minus three hours!” Popped up Denise’s text, breaking my once chill morning of scrolling. That was how much time I had before I was supposed to bake my very first loaf of sourdough bread. This is what I get for trying to support a friend… a mate. This is what I get for greedily eating every piece and version of the delicious offering my mate, Krissy, makes. Now here’s me, enrolled in a five-plus-hour class. I blame my stomach. Then Denise adds, all casual and shit. “Who’s excited to make bread?” Immediately my stomach dropped, and a loud “fuck” slipped past my lips, but I hearted her comment. Nikki: “Wait, so we’re starting…
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You Need A Bigger World: How To Stop Letting Small Stuff Consume You
That statement, or idea, might seem too simple on paper, but give me a few minutes to explain what I mean. Then you can go ahead and poo-poo it if it still doesn’t fit. Think of that feeling when you’re stuck. Like you’re not making progress, not even a little bit. Or worse, you feel completely out of control. Your mind starts drifting into places it has no business being, and before you know it, you’ve become consumed by someone else’s foolishness. OK, I’ll give you an example of my own. I planned to edit a key chapter. Or maybe it was a blog post, or a note, even. I’d…
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The Right Cake
(A short story by Irene B.) Kira stood in the long, winding pickup line at Bake My Day bakery, already late and already irritated. Her thick, mid-length hair was pulled into a neat, low bun, with loose curls escaping just enough to brush her warm brown cheeks. The place should have been fast. It always was when she wanted a quick sneaky treat, no latte needed, which meant she could skip the second line for the custom, overly complicated orders. She’d placed the cake order last week for pickup today. In the past, it took a few extra minutes to add in a few more sprinkles, encouraged by the competent…
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The Version of You That Made ‘That Choice’ Wasn’t Lost
Every Version of You Was Working With What It Had Now that I’ve been seeing, literally on repeat, more posts, comments, thought bubbles on this, I’m more locked in and convinced I’m on a solid path where I need to stay honed on understanding behaviors and patterns not just in myself but in others. You know, like, and I’m sure there’s a name for this theory, when you love the look of a particular silver car, then all of a sudden, you see that very car like everywhere, multiple times. And not in that stalking way where every internet-tracking, nosy algorithm suddenly decides that’s all you’re interested in, now pops…
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When You’re No Longer Building Your Life on Fear
And making space for possibility. Have you ever noticed how differently we approach life when we’re excited about something versus when we’re scared shitless of it? Somewhere along the way, a lot of us—myself absolutely included—become frickin’ expert-level warriors when it comes to protecting ourselves in any and every situation, and for good cause, let me add. Looking back, it’s hardly an overly suspicious or shocking revelation that so many of us have built parts of our lives around fear. It’s seen as practical and responsible. I know I saw it as telling myself that I was making smart choices and, again to be fair, nine times out of ten,…
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What If You Actually Read Life’s Terms and Conditions?
Would You Still Sign Today? You know those terms and conditions that come with a new phone, laptop, tech, or shiny piece of equipment you want so bad? The ones that are about 50,000 pages long, damn near blurry, so that nobody actually or fully reads them? The first few scrolls of information start off pretty straightforward, clear, and engaging and so most of the time, we just continue the scroll to the bottom and willingly click “Accept.” Not because we agree wholeheartedly with everything or that we’re so comfortable with every condition. But because if we want the thing, then that’s the only option. And in thinking about it,…
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Big Age, Bigger Growth | Episode 02: Center Yourself Like a Man
Quick Post, Real Reminder And no, this isn’t about bashing the boys, but bolstering us babes, because having confidence is one thing, but centering yourself is a world unto its own. Shuffling through many a saved and poignant note, this one fell through the cracks and deserves all the oxygen. The example: When women (us babes) look at a job posting, we tend to over study the requirements like we’re preparing for the final exam of our life. Somehow some way, we think we need to be able to do 80%, 90%, maybe even 100% of the job before we feel qualified… ready enough to apply. Meanwhile, on the XY…
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How To Beat the “Later” Trap (It’s Lying to You)
Because when is later? Why later? And what has later actually done for you lately? Stop playing, I’m GenX, you know I had to do it! We’re locked in on our second chapter now, and I’ve decided this one is going to be A Best. Not The Best, because there were beautiful moments in the others too. Plenty of rough ones I could’ve skipped, no doubt, but still some good’uns. But this is the chapter we’re in now, it’s all ours, so what exactly are we still waiting for? More importantly, what are we waiting on? Yeah… What Are We Waiting On? Take finances off the table just for a…
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One Year of Writing: The Truth About My Good Struggle
Happy Birthday to SincerelyIreneB… yeah… me! So here we are. I made it! Twelve months of writing, blogging, posting. And I’m beyond excited about it! One whole year since I showed up to my own party, nervous but absolutely refusing to wait for the ‘Productivity Fairy’ to convince me that now was the right time to begin. One year since I typed out that first post, hit publish before I could talk myself out of it, and officially committed to Starting Sideways. So… how’d that go? Well, grab something and lemme tell ya. The Checklist, Revisited If you read my very first post, you know I showed up with a…
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What Did You Love Before the Internet Ate Your Brain?
We Used to Climb Trees. Now We Swipe Reels. For those of you working a 9-to-5 to maintain access to running water and the occasional bowl of gruel, do you also have a hobby or three? For fun, mental health, and prison-avoidance. And actually, this can also apply to you newly retired folks, the ‘I have more money than God’ peeps, or the ‘Work? What’s work?’ collective. #YaLuckyBastards. So… What Do You Actually Do for Fun? Another of the things I’ve realized as I keep getting older is that we really need something else to look forward to outside of work, and on a consistent basis. And if you are indeed…
