SimplHabits

By the end of August, I'm usually ready for fall long before the weather agrees with me. It's still hot outs…

I used to think an evening routine was supposed to be impressive. You know the kind. The kitchen is spotless. Clothe…

There are weeks when I have absolutely no interest in thinking about food. I don't mean that I don't want to…

These days, I don't spend much time trying to organize my home. Instead, I spend a lot more time asking one simp…

Every evening, I find myself in the same place. It's nothing extraordinary. Just a cozy chair tucked into the co…

When I was younger, I think I was afraid of having a little life. I wanted life to feel bigger than that. I wanted …

At some point, I realized I was tired of trying to keep up. Keep up with the house. Keep up with work. Keep up wit…

The best part of my day is usually not anything exciting. It isn't a big trip, a fancy dinner, or some perfectly…

I used to think slowing down meant giving up. I thought it meant I was falling behind, getting lazy, or becoming som…

Every year around this time, I start seeing the same messages. Make the most of summer. Create a bucket list. P…

Summer has a way of speeding everything up. Longer days. More events. More travel. More expectations. Before you k…

For a long time, I thought good days came from good routines. If I could just wake up earlier. Follow the plan. Stay …

Sometimes the hardest part is not the habit itself. It is the pile. The pile of clothes in the bathroom. The pile …

There’s a version of life that looks really good on paper. Wake up early. Move your body. Eat something healthy. …

I had a pile in my bathroom. Clothes I had just bought. Clothes that needed to be put away. Clothes that probably …

March has a way of making you want to begin again. Not in a dramatic way. Not with a full life overhaul. Just in a q…

March always feels like a soft exhale. The light changes. The air shifts. Even if it’s still cold (hello, Midwest mo…