The View from a Drawbridge

The random musings of a bridgetender with entirely too much time on her hands.

Assumptions

The View from a Drawbridge

“My coworker is a slob. She says she cleans up after herself, but she doesn’t. I can tell. She has no respect for me, or for the job. She has a bad attitude. She can’t be trusted.” Wow. I’d hate to work with someone like that! It must be so frustrating. That can’t be doing …

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Live Your Dash

The View from a Drawbridge

I was completely befuddled when I heard that expression for the first time the other day. But once it was explained to me, it immediately became part of my personal philosophical handbook. We should all live our dashes. Imagine your tombstone. It will include the date you were born, a dash, and the date you …

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I bruise easily. So easily, in fact, that I think my sister worried for a time that I was a battered woman, when I truly wasn’t. I’m just a pale-skinned klutz, is all. Quite often I can’t even say what caused a bruise. Many times, when I bump into a door knob (or whatever happens …

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I’ve been looking for you for years. I often wondered if you were right under my nose and I just wasn’t seeing you, or if I wasn’t looking in the right place.  More than once I thought I saw you, and you just couldn’t or wouldn’t see me. I always wondered if you were reading …

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I have three degrees, and not one of them has helped me get a job. I’ve never worked in any of my fields of study. Never. If that’s your only yardstick for measuring a college education, then yeah, for me it was a monumental waste of time and money. But I still maintain that college …

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As many of you know, I’ve been house hunting lately. I’m dreading the whole packing and moving thing, but it’s nice to think that my next move might just be my last. But who knows what the future holds? That’s the exciting part. By moving, I’ll be changing my trajectory in life. I’ll be shopping …

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