That One Time I Didn’t Have a Midlife Crisis

by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy

There I was, minding my own business. Or, rather, minding the business-business. Yup. I was in a team meeting when all of a sudden, instead of taking notes, I turned to the last page in my yellow pad. You know, the ones we all have at the office. They call them legal pads, although everyone uses them for everything. So, really. Shouldn’t they be called everything-you-need-to-write-down pads? (How’d I do with those hyphens, Mermaid?)

Frankly, My Dear . . . That One Time I Didn't Have a Midlife Crisis

Frankly, My Dear . . . That One Time I Didn’t Have a Midlife Crisis

Anyway. Yeah. So I start a … read the rest. . .

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