It’s hard to believe it’s already been three weeks since I quit my job. Sometimes my mind still plays tricks on me, and I have a split-second of panic because I’ve overslept or I haven’t checked my work email yet. Old habits die hard. They may be slowly dying, but…
Coop up two mildly attention-deficit humans in a house for a few days with the stomach bug, and you’re bound to get some weird conversation. One of our more normal conversations this week, though, was revisiting the topic of what it is we want from life (we’ve talked about it…
Hey, peeps. Speaking of peeps, if you like those weird marshmallow sugar bird things that appear around this time year, we can never be friends. Well, Joanna just told me that she likes them so I guess I have to retract that statement. But seriously? Peeps? Joanna and I are…
A little less than a year ago, Joanna and I were navigating the world of spit up, blow-outs, and insomnia as new parents to a one-month old. Our whine-o-meters were at full throttle, so we sat down and realized that despite the high volume of bodily fluids raining forth from…
Don’t worry… it was empty. I’m 110% exhausted. Monday was a typical day of working from home, but for the rest of the week, I’m working at the office because I have meetings. Yesterday (Tuesday), I set my alarm for 6:30am, but Sally woke me up at 6:15. After getting…
An OFB reader recently reached out with us with a question that we want to pose to all of you guys today. Yes, even you typing away at your keyboard with Cheetos fingers. So here’s the question: What does it mean to YOU to be financially stable? As our reader said in…
Well, we’ve been living in Utah for six months now, and Johnny and I haven’t taken a single day off from work. Okay, that’s not completely true… we’ve taken a few sick days. But those don’t really count, do they? Suffice it to say, the last six months have been…
Having spent a brief stint in the service industry as a Jamba Juice drink artist and another as a restaurant server (Employee of the Month July 2007!… not like I remember or anything), I encountered my fair share of customer complaints. Many were warranted — like when I dropped an…
Growing up, we had a pair of special couches in our living room. They were the no-touching-no-sitting-no-breathing-on-couches. It provoked many a question in a five-year-old’s brain: Are those couches as soft as clouds? Will we get eaten by them? Are there fruit roll-ups hidden between the cushions? It was like the…
The age-old question: How much money do you need to be happy? Okay, okay, maybe it isn’t quite an age-old question, but it is one that I’ve heard over and over again in my twenty-something years of life. And then there’s that other saying Money doesn’t buy happiness. So which is…