The fun thing about social media is you can be mindlessly scrolling it and stumble upon a tweet that not only perfectly encapsulates you, but also perfectly encapsulates an experience you had not 24 hours earlier.
I’m dog sitting for a month and I’m genuinely put out over how much better *I* feel now that I’m taking five to ten minute walks four or five times a day.
#HistoryTwitter do you know of any other archives like Portal to Texas History? An archive that helps small museums/historical societies digitize their collection and make them publicly available. I’m trying to make a list.
During my Peace Corps interview, the recruiter asked me how I handle boredom and I stared at her and awkwardly said, “I don’t get bored, I just start telling myself stories in my head,” and that’s when I learned not everyone does this.
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Because my dress has giant pockets large enough to hold several cannonballs, much less the phone & Kindle I want for the plane, I shoved my purse in my suitcase rather than carry it. I left my hotel 45 minutes ago and have thought I’ve lost my purse at least 13 times so far.
A bad job or a toxic boss is so demoralizing because it takes up so much of your life. I spent all my time either at work or dreading having to go back to work, and I felt like I was trapped in this awful situation and I would never escape.
I'm a public historian. It's not like there was going to be some sort of financial reward for having done all that extra work. A "good job" from my boss was literally the only thing I was going to get, and I didn't even get that.
Fast forward a year, and I just had my six week review at my new job. My boss started by saying I was doing a great job and how much she appreciated my willingness to jump into a new team and get started on projects. What a difference a year makes!
He was absolutely taking advantage of me not wanted to seen as emotional at work, especially as a younger woman dealing with an older male boss, but also, fuck that guy.
Exactly one year ago, I had a disastrous performance review. In an attempt to explain why I had been required to work 70 hour weeks for two straight months that spring, my boss docked me on time management skills.







