Don't we all love a little astrological insight into how our remaining Mondays are going to go? Or maybe more accurately, how they're going to end? I consulted my business partner—the Grim Reaper—and because he's such a giver (when he's not a total taker), he offered the following horoscopical words o' wisdom. It turns out...

For a woman who has made her life revolve around Mondays (or more specifically, the fact we only get 4,000-ish so let’s not squander the crap out of them), I am the first to admit that Mondays are the worst. Fridays will always win The Best of the Week award, Saturdays will always come in...

On a scale of 1 to 10, with 1 being “hell no” and 10 being “abso-Reaper-lutely,” to what extent do you agree with this statement? “Why do today what I can put off until tomorrow?” Does that statement jar your get-er-done sensibilities, or does it align quite neatly with your this-is-the-way-I-live-my-life-later ethos? September 6th is...

Have you said any of these words lately? A) “Can you please bring extra aioli for my truffle fries?” B) “Put all the money in a bag and they’d better be unmarked bills.” C) “Wow, I didn’t know I needed that!” If you said A, we are automatically friends; we should go out for all...

"The greatest burden a child must bear is the unlived life of its parents."  — Carl Jung How do you interpret this quote? Let me guess: you’re picturing the thwarted beauty queen who encourages bulldozes little Kimmie into rabidly-competitive pageantry as soon as she’s in Pullups. Yes, parents have been known to live vicariously through their kids—pushing them into activities...

Do you ever go back and re-read the notes you took from a class or a conference or event? (Okay so we’re starting with the assumption that you’re a note-taker to begin with, and if you’re not, oh honey, today’s the day your life is going to change for the better! I’ll wait here while...

It’s Summer Activity Time! (Quit your groaning over there, Kiddo.) Take out a piece of paper and draw three columns. In the first column, write out the summer jobs you held as a kid/ tween/ teen/ young adult … however you got paid before you became a Responsible Adult with a Real-ish Job. (And if...

When my friend Jen said, “I decided to turn drudgery into joy” the other day, I knew I had to write it down on a sticky note (because everyone knows that Post It notes are where all good ideas must go to germinate). I knew she was onto something good and I knew I was...

“I’d roll over in my grave if people called me a cheapskate,” said the man in the third row. Bashfully, the man sitting next to him admitted, “I really don’t want to be described as boring.” “I’d just die if someone called me scatterbrained,” a woman at the back of the room offered … ironically....

Imagine for a minute that it’s the year 1903 . . . so you haven’t been born yet. The people who made you probably haven’t been born yet either. So it’s more than a hundred years ago, and all sorts of things in the universe are conspiring for you to be born . . ....

What’s a human trying hard to hang on in this world to do? We all need coping mechanisms, and habits are among the most benign in a world where there are a lot of strong drugs out there that’ll help “take the edge off.” But habits grow weary on us.... They lead to the mind-numbing...

What would you rather do? A) Ask for help B) Smother yourself in chum and then splash around in shark-infested waters If you picked A, you’re a liar, but that’s okay because I’m here to help (EVEN THOUGH YOU DIDN’T ASK FOR IT). Psychologists confirm that we’re notoriously and repeatedly out to lunch when it...