I was at Starbucks with my Macbook open, swilling my venti soy chai and thinking about all of the things I had to get done that day: respond to emails, find a babysitter, text my ex-husband, contact the lawyer about my other ex-husband . . . As my mind crowded and my stress level rose, I felt a familiar surge, a desire to reach out, communicate, and bring voice to the successes, failures, joys and angst of the Starbucks-swilling, priority-juggling woman wearing many hats.
So here we are. Bring your favorite mug and share your venti soy life – an eclectic mix of thoughts, ramblings, complaints, and advice on the things of interest in our venti soy lives.
Leave a comment