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Laugh Now but One Day We’ll Be in Charge
This last summer my husband Ryan and I took my dream trip to Paris. I will pause here for dramatic effect so you can be adequately impressed by how worldly and cultured we are.
We stayed in a lovely boutique hotel in Montmartre (thank you, Curtis for the suggestion!). Our vacation can basically be summed up as walking a bit, stopping for Champagne (me) and cocktails (him), walking a bit more, stopping for more drinks and charcuterie, smiling for a photo, visiting a bookstore, buying books in French that neither of us can read, and drinking more Champagne.
We did stumble across some culture when we stopped at a Banksy exhibit. We saw this guy, who is now nicely framed and hanging in our house.
This is Banksy’s art. I’m not making any money off this post.
My initial plan was to hang it ironically on the wall between the kids’ rooms, to keep me and Ryan humble in hopes they won’t ship us off to gulag nursing homes someday (we all know that’s their master plan).
It ended up in my living room instead. Because I’ve realized the joke is actually on me. Somehow I ended up in charge. I am now the adult in the room. People seek me out for my experience. I’m now the “been there, done that” person. The young ingénue that smiled tightly watching the questionable behavior of my colleagues and managers has been replaced with a 40-something sarcastic woman who drinks her coffee from a mug that reads “I’m a ray of fucking sunshine.” And I think “what the hell have I done?”
Nobody wakes up one day and says “today is the day I’m in charge.” If you did do that, then email me and tell me how it went and how it’s going.
For the rest of us, who still feel like we’re sitting at the kids’ table at Thanksgiving, professionally or otherwise, these books might help. They’re never more than an arm’s-grab away from me on my desk:
Hidden Potential: The Science of Achieving Great Things by Adam Grant
Leadership in Turbulent Times by Dorris Kearns Goodwin
The Human Element by Loran Nordgren & David Schonthal
Meditations by Marcus Aurelius
The 48 Laws of Power by Robert Greene
Plus my biographies of Washington, Eleanor Roosevelt, Lincoln, Napoleon, Caesar, etc. They all sit next to my copy of The Woman in Me by Britney Spears. Because one needs balance in all things. #workbitch
This last summer my husband Ryan and I took my dream trip to Paris. I will pause here for dramatic effect so you can be adequately impressed by how worldly and cultured we are.
We stayed in a lovely boutique hotel in Montmartre (thank you, Curtis for the suggestion!). Our vacation can basically be summed up as walking a bit, stopping for Champagne (me) and cocktails (him), walking a bit more, stopping for more drinks and charcuterie, smiling for a photo, visiting a bookstore, buying books in French that neither of us can read, and drinking more Champagne.
We did stumble across some culture when we stopped at a Banksy exhibit. We saw this guy, who is now nicely framed and hanging in our house.
This is Banksy’s art. I’m not making any money off this post.
My initial plan was to hang it ironically on the wall between the kids’ rooms, to keep me and Ryan humble in hopes they won’t ship us off to gulag nursing homes someday (we all know that’s their master plan).
It ended up in my living room instead. Because I’ve realized the joke is actually on me. Somehow I ended up in charge. I am now the adult in the room. People seek me out for my experience. I’m now the “been there, done that” person. The young ingénue that smiled tightly watching the questionable behavior of my colleagues and managers has been replaced with a 40-something sarcastic woman who drinks her coffee from a mug that reads “I’m a ray of fucking sunshine.” And I think “what the hell have I done?”
Nobody wakes up one day and says “today is the day I’m in charge.” If you did do that, then email me and tell me how it went and how it’s going.
For the rest of us, who still feel like we’re sitting at the kids’ table at Thanksgiving, professionally or otherwise, these books might help. They’re never more than an arm’s-grab away from me on my desk:
Hidden Potential: The Science of Achieving Great Things by Adam Grant
Leadership in Turbulent Times by Dorris Kearns Goodwin
The Human Element by Loran Nordgren & David Schonthal
Meditations by Marcus Aurelius
The 48 Laws of Power by Robert Greene
Plus my biographies of Washington, Eleanor Roosevelt, Lincoln, Napoleon, Caesar, etc. They all sit next to my copy of The Woman in Me by Britney Spears. Because one needs balance in all things. #workbitch
This last summer my husband Ryan and I took my dream trip to Paris. I will pause here for dramatic effect so you can be adequately impressed by how worldly and cultured we are.
We stayed in a lovely boutique hotel in Montmartre (thank you, Curtis for the suggestion!). Our vacation can basically be summed up as walking a bit, stopping for Champagne (me) and cocktails (him), walking a bit more, stopping for more drinks and charcuterie, smiling for a photo, visiting a bookstore, buying books in French that neither of us can read, and drinking more Champagne.
We did stumble across some culture when we stopped at a Banksy exhibit. We saw this guy, who is now nicely framed and hanging in our house.
This is Banksy’s art. I’m not making any money off this post.
My initial plan was to hang it ironically on the wall between the kids’ rooms, to keep me and Ryan humble in hopes they won’t ship us off to gulag nursing homes someday (we all know that’s their master plan).
It ended up in my living room instead. Because I’ve realized the joke is actually on me. Somehow I ended up in charge. I am now the adult in the room. People seek me out for my experience. I’m now the “been there, done that” person. The young ingénue that smiled tightly watching the questionable behavior of my colleagues and managers has been replaced with a 40-something sarcastic woman who drinks her coffee from a mug that reads “I’m a ray of fucking sunshine.” And I think “what the hell have I done?”
Nobody wakes up one day and says “today is the day I’m in charge.” If you did do that, then email me and tell me how it went and how it’s going.
For the rest of us, who still feel like we’re sitting at the kids’ table at Thanksgiving, professionally or otherwise, these books might help. They’re never more than an arm’s-grab away from me on my desk:
Hidden Potential: The Science of Achieving Great Things by Adam Grant
Leadership in Turbulent Times by Dorris Kearns Goodwin
The Human Element by Loran Nordgren & David Schonthal
Meditations by Marcus Aurelius
The 48 Laws of Power by Robert Greene
Plus my biographies of Washington, Eleanor Roosevelt, Lincoln, Napoleon, Caesar, etc. They all sit next to my copy of The Woman in Me by Britney Spears. Because one needs balance in all things. #workbitch
This last summer my husband Ryan and I took my dream trip to Paris. I will pause here for dramatic effect so you can be adequately impressed by how worldly and cultured we are.
We stayed in a lovely boutique hotel in Montmartre (thank you, Curtis for the suggestion!). Our vacation can basically be summed up as walking a bit, stopping for Champagne (me) and cocktails (him), walking a bit more, stopping for more drinks and charcuterie, smiling for a photo, visiting a bookstore, buying books in French that neither of us can read, and drinking more Champagne.
We did stumble across some culture when we stopped at a Banksy exhibit. We saw this guy, who is now nicely framed and hanging in our house.
This is Banksy’s art. I’m not making any money off this post.
My initial plan was to hang it ironically on the wall between the kids’ rooms, to keep me and Ryan humble in hopes they won’t ship us off to gulag nursing homes someday (we all know that’s their master plan).
It ended up in my living room instead. Because I’ve realized the joke is actually on me. Somehow I ended up in charge. I am now the adult in the room. People seek me out for my experience. I’m now the “been there, done that” person. The young ingénue that smiled tightly watching the questionable behavior of my colleagues and managers has been replaced with a 40-something sarcastic woman who drinks her coffee from a mug that reads “I’m a ray of fucking sunshine.” And I think “what the hell have I done?”
Nobody wakes up one day and says “today is the day I’m in charge.” If you did do that, then email me and tell me how it went and how it’s going.
For the rest of us, who still feel like we’re sitting at the kids’ table at Thanksgiving, professionally or otherwise, these books might help. They’re never more than an arm’s-grab away from me on my desk:
Hidden Potential: The Science of Achieving Great Things by Adam Grant
Leadership in Turbulent Times by Dorris Kearns Goodwin
The Human Element by Loran Nordgren & David Schonthal
Meditations by Marcus Aurelius
The 48 Laws of Power by Robert Greene
Plus my biographies of Washington, Eleanor Roosevelt, Lincoln, Napoleon, Caesar, etc. They all sit next to my copy of The Woman in Me by Britney Spears. Because one needs balance in all things. #workbitch
