Category: Dancing Engineer
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YOU DID IT!! !
After the Storm, Before the Dust Okay. Deep breath again. They’re gone. All three. Three kids, three rounds, three weeks each. Nine weeks of parenting solo in a home that had never been fully theirs before — until now. And now it’s quiet. Really, truly quiet. The kind of quiet that feels like a question:…
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Still Alive Just Spinning
Buried in Summer Hey friends. Quick check-in. I’m still here. Still alive. Still caffeinated. Still trying to remember what day it is. I probably won’t be posting much in the near future because, well—life. This summer has been a lot. Capital-A, bold, underlined A Lot. And it’s not even over yet. I’m still in it.…
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Still Not in Trouble
(Still figuring this out…) Ironically, I love making mistakes. At least in public. At least when it’s tech. Put me on a livestream, give me a broken container or a missing semicolon or a weird YAML error, and I thrive. I get to troubleshoot out loud, laugh at myself, and let the community chime in…
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Am I in Trouble?
(Probably Not, But Tell That to My Brain) I hate getting in trouble. Viscerally. The fear of doing something “wrong,” of getting caught, of someone being mad at me? It’s so baked in, I don’t even question it most days. It’s just this background hum, like a low-grade static buzzing under the surface: Am I…
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You’re Not Alone
Universal Secret Number Nine: Even When You Feel Like It There are these moments — quiet, heavy ones — where it feels like the whole world is moving, and you’re just… stuck. Like everyone else, you’ve received the memo on how to do life, and you’re still trying to figure out how to breathe through…
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Peace Is More Valuable Than Being Right
Universal Secret Number Eight: Even When You Know You’re Right There’s this moment — you know the one — where you feel the heat rising in your chest, your brain is already crafting the perfect comeback, and you know you’re right. Not just kind of right, but objectively, factually, morally correct. And yet… you pause.…
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You Will Fail and That’s the Point
Universal Secret Number Seven: Failing Forward Because That’s Literally How It Works Let’s say it: you’re going to fail. I’m going to fail. We’re all going to fail — probably more than once and perhaps in ways that are awkward, uncomfortable, and occasionally meme-worthy. And you know what? That’s not just okay — that’s the…
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Love Is a Verb
Universal Secret Number Six: Not Just a Vibe So here’s what I’ve been learning — slowly, stubbornly, and with a lot of “oh, that’s what that means” moments: love isn’t just something you feel. It’s something you do. It’s not the butterflies or the playlists or the late-night texts (though those are nice). It’s the…
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Growth Is Uncomfortable
Universal Secret Number Five: Growing Pains Are Real And Weirdly Worth It Have you ever noticed how the things that change you never feel good in the moment? Growth sounds so inspiring on paper — all butterflies and breakthroughs — but in real life? It’s awkward. It’s uncomfortable. It’s that itchy, restless feeling that something’s…
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You Can’t Control Others – Only Your Response
Universal Secret Number Four: You Can’t Fix People And That’s Not Your Job Anyway I can’t control anyone but myself. Not their choices, not their moods, not their growth timeline. And wow, has that been a tough pill to swallow? Because part of me wants to make things right. I want to help. I want…
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Everyone Is Figuring It Out
Universal Secret Number Three: Nobody Really Knows What They’re Doing And That’s Okay You know what’s wild? The older I get, the more I realize that everyone is just winging it. I used to think there was this magical age where you’d wake up and suddenly know how to do taxes, have a five-year plan,…
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Time Is Your Most Precious Currency
Universal Secret Number Two: Time Is the Real Flex You ever notice how we treat money like it’s the ultimate resource? Like, we’ll budget it, track it, obsess over it — but time? We just toss that stuff around like it grows on trees. I’ve spent hours scrolling through nonsense, binge-watching shows I don’t even…