Mothers and work: three reasons why you’re doing just fine

I've been reading a lot lately about mothers and work. Is there something in the air? (Or, more likely, something in the news I've missed?) Two thoughtful blog posts about it popped up in my feed yesterday: one on Peonies and Polaroids, from a self-employed mother of twins who went back to wedding photography after a few … Continue reading Mothers and work: three reasons why you’re doing just fine

It’s not called ‘jobless’, it’s called ‘differently employed’

I gave up my job this week. I have been saying it to myself like that, possessively, all week and all of the time I've been tossing it back and forth in my head. My job. But not mine, anymore, because I decided not to go back to the office. I want to do something else. … Continue reading It’s not called ‘jobless’, it’s called ‘differently employed’

On the Rocks

Dear Work, Please don't take this personally, but I wasn't very pleased to see you again this morning. I've had five days of sleep and sunshine and books and beautiful things, and wasn't ready to come back to your alarm clocks, air conditioning and angry authors. I know you pay for our flat and petrol and the … Continue reading On the Rocks