“How are the renovations coming?” Biddy asked grabbing her latte off the table. “You know, they’re coming,” I answered vaguely. “You look like you haven’t slept in weeks,” she commented. “Don’t pull any punches,” I replied, laughing, “The house is great, it’s just a bigger project than we’d expected so it’s been a touch overwhelming.” …

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My dreams. My dreams were the worst. I know, no one likes to hear about someone else’s dreams, it’s mind-numbingly boring, but these dreams? I was a step away from calling a psychiatrist. In one, I rode a school bus with other soon-to-be-damned souls. We were on a short-list of the recently deceased whose lives …

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As a children’s reference librarian at the Wellesley Free Library I helped little ones find truck stories and Lego books and I even got to fill in for story time when one of the full time librarians took a day off. I typically worked in the library’s main branch across from Town Hall, but I …

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I met Pam at a cocktail party for Wellesley newcomers. A lovely what the hell am I supposed to wear? party that felt like a sorority rush. Where every conversation boils down to, “Isn’t this great? It’s so great to meet new people. Where did you move from again? The Back Bay? That’s great, we …

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At first, my little flier didn’t get much attention, so I mentioned my project to a few friends. I was met with extremes. They either found the idea inspired or ridiculous. I finally got a lead one afternoon at the playground. I mentioned my search to mom friend and she enthusiastically told me, “Oh fun. …

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