Yesterday Daily Beast released extremely disturbing recordings made by Neha Rastogi, a quality assurance manager, of her husband, Abhishek Gattani, who is CEO of the startup Cuberon.
I see how it feels so easy to just say no to kids. Having kids is irrational. They do not make us happier.
I tell my husband tidbits about the kids because part of my strategy to get him to relocate to Swarthmore is to keep him feeling close to us.
People who love their career are people who will always figure out how to love their work. There are people who love to work and people who love to do other things.
I take anti-anxiety drugs. I say that so I can deny that they also function as anti-depressants. Because I think I’m too old to still be depressed from a traumatic childhood.
I coached this guy Tanner who invented a thing to make milk flow smoothly in tubes and now he’s a millionaire tech CEO.
The people with the most grit are really poor or really neglected and they overcome those circumstances. But why aspire to that?
ComPsych is this place that puts out research about how employees feel, and it turns out that feelings are generational.
Everyone who said that me moving with the kids to Swarthmore would be the end of my marriage is probably right.
I am cooking but it’s in a slow cooker. I’m resisting my rental apartment oven because I have a $12,000 oven at the farm that no one is using, and maybe that wouldn’t be so frustrating to me if I didn’t also have $35,000 piano at the farm that no one is using.
I am writing this on my new dining room table, in my new apartment. We live above Dunkin’ Donuts, and I told this kids absolutely no buying a donut ever.
Last night my husband and I woke up in the middle of the night to talk politics. We didn’t talk about how surprised we were.
I’m in the Houston airport waiting to fly home and I am sad that I’m not with my kids. It doesn’t feel fun to fly around the country making deals when you have a home life that depends on you.
I am not voting for Trump. And I think Hillary is a liar and I’m voting for her anyway. Also, I love Ivanka so much I can’t stop Googling to find more tidbits about her.
I am in a hotel room watching Melissa follow the rules for dating. She is sprawled out on the sofa reading while I brush my teeth with her toothbrush because I forgot mine.
My husband comes in the room. While I’m working. I say, “I’m doing a webinar about happiness.” [At first I was not going to put a link to the webinar here, because people do not talk in links, and I’m writing dialogue.
Melissa is not going to move in with the next guy she dates. Even though Melissa and I are both completely incompetent at all things social, we can see that Melissa has moved in with three guys who were never going to marry her, so she has to stop doing that.
Those are my co-founders for Brazen Careerist. Here’s what the site looks like now. Hopefully the company will exit soon because I would really like to cash in my founder’s stock.
In case you don’t know, I was at the World Trade Center when it fell. Here is the piece I wrote for Time magazine on that day.
I told this guy, Brendan, that I would write about his baby bottles on my blog. Well, first I told him he had to pay me.