tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post5108632590817289275..comments2024-03-28T22:49:03.563-05:00Comments on Lag Liv: Micro-Blogging: Cora and Just Exactly ThisLLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04431706155081017734noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-35161418861260358252015-02-01T16:39:40.488-06:002015-02-01T16:39:40.488-06:00Enjoy the baby and young kid years. You will alway...Enjoy the baby and young kid years. You will always have time later to rev up and go up that ladder, but you'll never get this time back. Thanks for your blog writing, I really enjoy reading it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-6591529322720333762015-02-01T13:09:52.885-06:002015-02-01T13:09:52.885-06:00This is a really happy post. Enjoy it with all yo...This is a really happy post. Enjoy it with all you have because times like these are what, I believe, help us through the tough times. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-73119068850502209412015-02-01T12:41:37.336-06:002015-02-01T12:41:37.336-06:00You're living the dream, LL, and we're so ...You're living the dream, LL, and we're so happy for you :)Paragon2Pieceshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16186204100704440304noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-80986435328444847352015-01-30T08:00:27.586-06:002015-01-30T08:00:27.586-06:00I used to want to be a lawyer about 12 years ago a...I used to want to be a lawyer about 12 years ago and then my mom got cancer and it changed everything. I didn't want to watch life pass me by, sitting at a desk, pushing paper 16-20 hours a day. I decided I want to live instead of just being what I thought was smart and a wise thing to do. Instead, I went to school and I'm a law clerk/paralegal and I work for a securities regulator up here in Ontario and while it's a good, enriching job, it's just a job to me. My dream is to stick this job out another 10 years for the pension, then early "retire" at age 41-ish and take over a petsitting/dog walking business. I've worked part time on weekends for a woman that owns a company that has been around for 15 years, has a great reputation and many clients. Her children don't want anything to do with the business when she retires but I'm interested in keeping it alive and carrying it on for her. To me, that's not work but rather fun and brings me joy and is well-rounded. My heart is where animals are.. If I was to re-live it all and do things differently, I would have gone to school for biology and I'd likely be working with elephants in Kenya and Tanzania. But life played out differently, I met my husband when I was 18 and everything changed. No regrets whatsoever, but I have no desire to climb the corporate later when the passion isn't there. Don't get me wrong I love my job and the people I work with (Commissioners) but it isn't the end all and be all for me.<br /><br />I'm glad you're finding balance, peace and utmost happiness :)<br /><br />LindsayLindsayhttp://www.theflynnigans.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-77627769677026571602015-01-29T20:49:39.097-06:002015-01-29T20:49:39.097-06:00The first year with my first was very rough--nothi...The first year with my first was very rough--nothing like you experienced, but it threw me for a loop. Badly. I too feel like I missed so much even though I was a stay at home mom. I tried to be more in the moment the second time and I believe I was. But it doesn't make me stop wondering. I absolutely get it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-36451018441830261212015-01-29T20:31:23.813-06:002015-01-29T20:31:23.813-06:00Love this post, especially the hug pictures! Love this post, especially the hug pictures! CMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01559451322234777335noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-41531431267316623262015-01-29T16:14:06.632-06:002015-01-29T16:14:06.632-06:00And, my point with the English dude anecdote was t...And, my point with the English dude anecdote was that both of those cultures - English and Australian - are much more chill. Not to get political on you but I think part of it is because so much more is socialized, including health care - so there isn't this feeling that you have to try to keep $100k savings in the bank just in case you get hit by a car or lose your job and health insurance. When there is less risk of a total fall, then there is less urgency to earn money for the sake of money. But also they just have a more contented view of life than Americans. This could be frustrating at times when service levels were bad, but once I learned to chill out I actually understood the dad's position. Why take a promotion to a job I know I won't like so I can get a bigger house? We're happy in this tiny house, and I like my job - let's leave it.RGhttp://www.reluctantgrownupblog.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-48069909793398382462015-01-29T16:10:53.341-06:002015-01-29T16:10:53.341-06:00I had an English boyfriend for years. I visited hi...I had an English boyfriend for years. I visited him in England once, and his parents and 3 siblings lived in a tiny place (he was visiting, too, but while he and I were there we slept in the garage). Anyway, his dad was a policeman and he was offered a promotion while I was there, and he turned it down. More money, more prestige, and he said no thanks. And I was like "OMG WHY? What, is he lazy??"<br /><br />I ended up living there for a year, and Australia for another year, and one of the things I learned is how deeply ingrained the cultural Bigger Faster More mentality is in America. It's very American to want those things, but that doesn't mean it's right. I'm with you - why want Bigger Faster More when what you have is actually Better.RGhttp://www.reluctantgrownupblog.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-68934112154669684392015-01-29T15:44:52.536-06:002015-01-29T15:44:52.536-06:00Fuck the ladder indeed. I started feeling like th...Fuck the ladder indeed. I started feeling like that a few months before my daughter was born. It hasn't even been a year yet but so far I'm happy that I chose a less prestigious career over a better family life too. Elizabethhttp://www.avianexplorer.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-52821366841013354902015-01-29T15:43:00.703-06:002015-01-29T15:43:00.703-06:00I LOVE this! So glad you are all so happy. And y...I LOVE this! So glad you are all so happy. And yes, flexibility is worth a lot of professional sacrifices.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07270389106604867450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-64294618805351985352015-01-29T15:23:30.279-06:002015-01-29T15:23:30.279-06:00I've been reading you since Landon was a baby ...I've been reading you since Landon was a baby and I have to tell you this post made me cry. It's just so beautiful. Landon's arm around Cora in that picture also didn't help! But just hearing your contentment and appreciation for the lavish ordinary gifts in life was lovely. Thank you for letting us have a little window into your wonderful. The Offense Of Joyhttp://www.theoffenseofjoy.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-29610303589226883762015-01-29T15:10:44.548-06:002015-01-29T15:10:44.548-06:00CM also posted about having no present desire to c...CM also posted about having no present desire to climb the ladder (or something like that). It's funny because I've been feeling the same thing the past couple years. I'm so glad you are in a happy, wonderful place!CPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09049860284871030328noreply@blogger.com