It seems that I am in a pattern of deconstruct and rebuilt.
My bathroom.
My faith.
My identity.
And now… my business.
I’ve stripped down to black and white basic.
I was in a comment thread about bras and the poster discussed visitors to her public workplace complained to her boss if she didn’t wear a bra and somewhere in my comment I said something about being braless in the Bible Belt and thought to myself “hey, that would make a good blog name…” and here we are.
And at one point I said the words, “I quit.”
So, I know I am not the only one - but this last week has been brutal. It’s been one of the worst weeks I’ve had in a long time. I hit my limit… on everything I think. I had people in my life pretty worried about me. And I am so grateful for the people in my life that worry about me. Between my teen daughter and other pressures and disappointments this week, I just had to push away from the table and regroup. And at one point I said the words, “I quit.”
Now, I don’t really quit. I j…
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