Can we have a conversation about how to practically help a friend with a diagnosis of cancer (or other serious disease)? Just this week a very close old friend of mine (with 2 little kids) found out she has ovarian cancer, and it is spreading already. This is scary, scary stuff. Not much else is known right now. But I can't be the only person with a friend facing this.
Our new vintage mobile home.[/caption]My husband and I recently purchased a totally sweet vintage (1967, baby!) mobile home, and we are really excited to finally be home owners. While it took me a minute to get over my middle-class judgements about "trailer trash," etc., I am now all in and thrilled that while it may not be our dream home, it is OURS. (Also, the wood paneling is pretty amazing.) But because of my total lack of experience with mobile-home living, I feel really unprepared for the quirks and particularities that will come with our new home.
TRUE STORY: after reading this Offbeat Home post, I was cruising Amazon for the perfect rainbow shower head for our home (we went with this one) when I spied the Fireflies In My Room light. I needed something to make my cart add up to more than $25 to score free shipping, so I giddily added it. We've featured the Uncle Milton Moon In My Room numerous times on Offbeat Families, and I've always kind of wanted one — since the fireflies light is made by the same people I figured I'd probably love it. Right? Right.
My partner of two years has been struggling with patterns of feeling moody, withdrawn, and overwhelmed. He's recently admitted that he thinks he might be depressed, but he is still reluctant to see a doctor or therapist to figure things out. I want to be there for my partner, whom I care about deeply, but at what point do I need to step back and look out for my own emotional well-being? I'd appreciate any advice from those who have helped a friend partner with depression or had to encourage someone to seek therapy.
We're a family of four that love living in a pretty small space. Our condo is 730 square feet, one bedroom and one-and-a-half baths. We didn't intend to stay here, and I certainly never expected to end up loving small space living or a minimalist approach to possessions but this home has taught me the value of both and shaped the expectations I put on myself for how I want to show up as a home maker in the world.
I have been fortunate enough to work from home for the past two years. I currently work as an apartment manager for my apartment complex. While I love my job, and no matter how much insane shit I deal with every day, I would never trade it for the world. That being said, there are times when it sucks to be an apartment manager…