Letting Go of My Remote Control


Ever have one of those days where it seems like everyone you meet just wants to piss in your Cheerios? I had one of those recently and it’s still sticking with me. I know I should just let it go, but for some reason it still gnaws at me, like suddenly I’ve grown to big for my skin and I just need to get out.

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Love What You Do, and Do It

This morning I had a meeting with a well-known publisher of one of Cincinnati’s preeminent magazines. I had done due diligence and picked up the magazine to browse through before my meeting to try and familiarize myself with exactly what I was getting myself into…after all, I was applying for a position that is normally reserved for underpaid twenty-somethings and here I am a thirty-something with specific needs to keep my family afloat. But it was an in into an industry where I want to grow and thrive, so I donned my suit instead of my normal work attire of jeans and a tee and prepared to put forth the best representation of myself. Continue reading