Can time please slow down? I can’t believe it’s December 12, 2022. I remember my final six-day trip as a flight attendant (FA) in January as if it happened yesterday. Time is flying by, and I’m very much like, “Slow down, bitch! What’s the rush?!” Let’s forget about time for the moment, and let’s focus…
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Down the Rabbit Hole of FIRE (Finance Independence, Retire Early)
I went from not knowing about the Financial Independence, Retire Early (FIRE) movement to having my world expanded and every financial myth I ever believed destroyed in a matter of three and a half months, and becoming a believer and figuring out my FIRE number. One podcast grew to two, which then grew to four,…
I’m Back!
Where did I go? Why did I stop blogging? Did anyone notice? Let’s start with the easy one. Did anyone notice I stopped blogging? No, no one noticed. I’m not hating. I’m not hating. My bff in Barcelona checked out my website a month or two ago to see if there was anything new but…
What I’ve Read So Far in 2022
I’m behind. I’m behind. I feel like the White Rabbit every time I look at how many books I’m behind on my Goodreads’ Reading Challenge. I set an ambitious goal for 2022 because I would like to read one book a week (seems like something to do once in a lifetime, right?). At the very…
Glen Summit to Jim Thorpe: Riding in Lehigh Gorge State Park – Day 1
My alarm went off at 6:30 am. We were required to be at Pocono Biking headquarters at 10:00 am, so it was an early start to our day. It was a very early start. I don’t like to feel rushed in the morning, and I have a strict meal routine. I eat breakfast between 6:00-8:00…
First Bike Tour with Pocono Biking
“Screw it! I’m going to have to call out sick for my trip, so I can go on my bike trip,” I muttered to myself as I walked to my crash pad at 9:30 pm. It was May 12, 2021, and no flight attendant was taking the bait. No one was interested in picking up…
So, You Want to Fly? Don’t Be Difficult.
AUTHOR’S NOTE I started putting fingers to keyboard a month or two after my Poconos Bike Tour trip. You know the trip I’m talking about. If not, head to the Me section to read all about who inspired me to begin writing. One day, I grabbed my laptop and started typing as quickly as I…
An Ode to Expectations
Neither too high nor too low. From MJ’s, Spider Man’s love interest, “If you expect disappointment, then you can never really be disappointed,” to my Peloton instructor’s, “Las expectativas decepcionan” (expectations disappoint). The mantra for the 2020s is lower your expectations or throw them out completely. But if las expectativas decepcionan, it’s not because mine,…
Our Small Actions Can Lead to Cleaner Streets
New York City is filthy. It’s dirty. The city suffers from a perennial refuse problem. Denizens point the finger at government, whose budget cuts affect the frequency of trash collection and the number of employees to collect the city’s trash. Local and state officials justify those budget cuts as necessary measures to reduce spending and…
Part Deux: The Detour
We’re jumping straight into Part Deux of my professional life. Part I is boring. My office jobs were filled with office politics and micromanagers and sycophants that drove me insane. No Michael Scotts or Jim Halpers to save the day. Having reached the zenith of my career, or so I felt, I decided to take…