ChallahCrumbs

Sundays are my reset.

Today I popped a Ritalin (not an everyday thing for me — but a happily some-days thing), drove to the beach, and let myself get organized.

I answered the texts I’ve been meaning to answer.
Filled my notebook.
Knocked out detail work.
Took walking breaks.

My life tends to swing between reminding myself to “look up” — from my phone, my computer, my lists — and reminding myself to “touch grass” — to actually step outside and feel the ground under my feet.

Today I did both.

Beautiful weather.
Beautiful beach.
Great coffee.
Great workday.

The table sticks around for a few days after Chanukah — and I don’t mind it.
I still don’t really know the best way to get wax off the chanukiot, so for now, I’m calling it authentic.
I wrote about the lingering, the clean-up, and the moments that made it a good holiday. The post is on the site. Link in bio 🤍