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5 Common Fundraising Mistakes that Might Be Hurting Your Organization

Fundraising is hard work, done with the best intentions in mind. While you might get caught up in the spirit of “doing good,” you could be doing it wrong. Whether it’s a communication failure or a lack of foresight, here are five mistakes you’ll want to avoid when…

Life Changes I Wish I’d Made Sooner

By the time I turned 25, I was sure my life was a single-lane highway.

A single-lane highway with no exits. As far as I was concerned, I was headed in the same direction, with no…

3 Easy Ways to Share Nature With Your Kids This Summer

There’s something about the summer that brings out the fun in kids. Long summer days without any thought of school foster the type of carefree living children relish every year. The only bad thing about the summer is it can go by really fast. As parents, it is important to…

Dooce Inspired: The Case of Our Deranged Bed

I am reading Heather Armstrong’s (better known as dooce.com to millions who read her personal blog) book It Sucked and Then I Cried. It’s insightful, self-deprecating and hilarious, as I expected — I love her blog. So I thought I’ll post a dooce-ish entry inspired by Heather’s writing:

So we finally set up our bed tonight. We moved into this house about a month ago, and we still were sleeping on just the box spring and mattress. (Well, mostly Don sleeps in the bed and I co-sleep with Landon on his twin bed, trying not to fall out of it all night, but that is a different story). Which some people do, but part of the reason for the move was that I wanted to finally get our bed back — it hadn’t fit into the closet-sized bedroom in our old apartment. The bed had been wrapped up in California for the move to New York only to be swallowed by Grandma’s attic when we arrived, never to be seen again since then. That was over two years ago. Two years and four months, to be exact. So I insisted that we get that bed set up.

At first the headboard made it into the bedroom. A week later the foot board arrived. And after that I realized that I didn’t know where the side boards were. I thought they were at Grandma’s, still. I was so busy with everything after the move, I didn’t make it a priority to find them, and then yesterday I located them in the garage, just sitting there, in plain view the WHOLE time. So I made Don schlep them up the stairs yesterday, and tonight was the night – after painting the bedroom walls THREE times because they are textured, I finally wanted the bedroom to look nice, with a proper bed.
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