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One Woman's Quest to Have It AllValerie Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11515679743617859330noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4449969646610370312.post-61220423175314202922012-04-20T20:58:00.002-04:002012-04-20T21:09:33.996-04:00There *ARE* Other RFs!The idea of the Reluctant Feminist has been in my head for some time...oh, say, since shortly after I left my career to support the husband and quickly found myself screaming "WHAT THE HELL HAVE I DONE?!"
Granted, every square inch of life turned upside-down for me at that exact time...I moved halfway across the country en route to who-knew-Where-In-The-World-Is-Carmen-Sandiego, became a Valerie Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11515679743617859330noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4449969646610370312.post-64862114578448186802012-02-06T21:04:00.000-05:002012-02-06T21:12:47.164-05:00It's the Little ThingsI came across this quote the other day:
"I long to accomplish a great and noble task, but it is my chief duty to accomplish small tasks as if they were great and noble."
- Helen Keller
Uh, why, Thank You, Universe! Message received, loud and clear!
It has been entirely too long since my last whining session post. That time has passed with holidays, Valerie Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11515679743617859330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4449969646610370312.post-50035523955193462742011-10-13T09:42:00.000-04:002011-10-13T09:42:05.477-04:00I Have Been Outsourced...Now What?One "advantage" the Husband we looked forward to in our Caribbean life was having household help. Many expats capitalize on the exchange rates or the simple effects of higher echelon lifestyles and employ a variety of "servicios." I fought the idea all along, insisting that I didn't need any help, certainly didn't want anyone living with us and we should use the money for, oh, I Valerie Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11515679743617859330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4449969646610370312.post-90820873493294869682011-09-14T12:49:00.000-04:002011-09-14T12:49:08.232-04:00Calling, Calling...Where Are You, My Calling?A calling, a mission, a purpose...Isn't that what we are all here for? To make some kind of mark on this world, to show that we were actually here?
I've been searching for my calling for such a long time, now, that I feel like a little girl playing one hell of a long, bad game of Pin The Tail On The Donkey / Break The Piñata...You know, blinded, turned around in so many Valerie Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11515679743617859330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4449969646610370312.post-63898104510228625262011-08-31T22:07:00.000-04:002011-08-31T22:07:30.858-04:00Failures Make The Day Go ByToday was a day of what felt like continued failures.
I woke early with the specific intention of getting ready *alone* without any interruption...from anyone. Did that happen? I'm sure you can guess that answer...
Chaos ensued when the children woke (early) and ran screaming and crying from the dog ~ the newest addition to the family, a Belgian Shepard ~ as she displayed her Valerie Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11515679743617859330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4449969646610370312.post-45034835818878547542011-08-24T12:48:00.000-04:002011-08-24T12:48:01.875-04:00So Glad I Went to College for ThisToday's message is brought to you by the letter R.
R is for RANT.
(This is what years of Sesame Street will do to one's vocabulary.)
Today is one of those days.
It started last night when the new dog decided it was more comforting for her to wait out the hurricane remnants, here in the Caribbean, by pacing in the bedroom. When she was finally banished to the enclosed terrace in theValerie Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11515679743617859330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4449969646610370312.post-84596619791829863422011-08-11T22:13:00.000-04:002011-08-11T22:13:42.125-04:00A Long Time and A Little Bit of PerspectiveI'm afraid I must admit to another lapse in my search for "it all." This time, though, it wasn't my fault! (grin) Famous last words, eh?!
The past two+ months have been filled with a great deal of...chaos. Plain and simple. And chaos makes the world go 'round...(right??)
My world went to a month-long road trip, a tornado that destroyed 1/3 of my hometown Valerie Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11515679743617859330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4449969646610370312.post-11364479117410525982011-04-26T00:31:00.000-04:002011-04-26T00:31:42.116-04:00Desperate HousewifeLet me preface this late-night stream of consciousness by admitting that I am sometimes often just a wee bit sarcastic. At times, it is a protective measure. At times, it is for comic relief. At times, it's just plain how I feel.
On to today's revelation...My running joke since The Husband changed careers to become a fancy-schmancy international man-of-power (grin) andValerie Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11515679743617859330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4449969646610370312.post-38049023989236900812011-04-15T22:22:00.000-04:002011-04-15T22:22:00.927-04:00BalanceBalance, I say?? Yes, Balance...*Something* that makes me feel like a womanly-woman, a smart woman, a woman who can compose a coherent thought (and express it completely without interruption and before it is lost in the depths of the abyss that has become too much of my brain), a confident woman, an ambitious woman, a woman who is going somewhere, a woman who can still remember her Valerie Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11515679743617859330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4449969646610370312.post-71658633912167583772010-12-26T21:32:00.001-05:002011-04-15T22:38:38.012-04:00What's All the Fuss About?It seems that many women feel an escalating pressure to coordinate the ever-increasing components of her life, be the very best at each endeavor and strive to achieve even more. On the surface, this sounds like determination and self-improvement. But, are there other factors besides one's personality driving this internal struggle?
Perhaps this is a result of Western society's focus on status, Valerie Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11515679743617859330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4449969646610370312.post-51623723485996169172010-12-02T20:00:00.002-05:002010-12-03T12:57:30.475-05:00Privacy Policy and Disclosure StatementPrivacy Policy
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