A Flexible Life

I’m writing at my home-away-from-Home-office, Starbucks. There are 15 people in here, working.
Behind me is a woman being interviewed by a recruiter. I hear the word “over-qualified,” and the (over-used phrase) “let me reach out to her.” Continue reading

Sweet Home, Alabama

We stayed in Florence, AL at an RV park called McFarland Park (I kept calling it MacArthur Park and humming the disco remix version). It’s on the banks of the Tennessee River, in a large park with picnic grounds, ball fields, a running track, and a marina. Location, Location, Location. Continue reading