Cozy Is My Vibe
This went out yesterday as issue 6 of The Angelo Report, a weekly newsletter published every Sunday afternoon.
After weeks of hot, humid weather, Montreal had a bit of a respite this past week, setting aside record rainfall on Friday in the wake of Tropical Storm Debby. Nighttime lows made for comfortable sleeping temperatures, and daytime highs dropped enough where it was summery, without feeling like you needed to shower three times a day.
That means fall is coming. I love the fall. It’s a transitional season and while there’s some melancholy to seeing the trees go bare and critters migrate south or hibernate, there’s something cozy about it. The fiery-warm colours of fall foliage. Cable-knit sweaters and corduroy. Eventually, a thick blanket of snow under a thick blanket of grey clouds.
Cozy is my vibe, and fall is my season.
(Speaking of cozy, Merlin sleeping is snuggletastic.)
Around The Web
- The vocative comma is often left out of casual writing, and this thread by teaflax explains how that exacts a cost on readers’ cognitive processes.
- This essay from Mandy Brown really spoke to me. Anyone who knows me, knows that while I'm big into productivity and habits and systems and yet in the last couple of years, I've been struggling, just barely getting through workdays, leaving hobbies and extracurriculars and everything else for tomorrow. But setting aside the things I love to do because I didn't have time probably made it harder to get through my day; as Mandy says (emphasis mine): “They had assumed, wrongly, that there wasn’t enough time in the day to do their art, because they assumed (because we’re conditioned to assume) that every thing we do costs time. But that math doesn’t take energy into account, doesn’t grok that doing things that energize you gives you time back. By doing their art, a whole lot of time suddenly returned. Their art didn’t need more time; their time needed their art.”
Thought Of The Week
As much as I’ve been working on this, I still take way too long to get to the point when trying to express what I want or need from someone. This leads to a rollercoaster that neither of us need to be on, and not even a good rollercoaster — more like a rickety old wooden rollercoaster that’s in peril of derailing at at any moment.
So, for anyone else that needs to hear this: start with the end. Lead with the ask, and provide more context if/when necessary. You’re not softening a hard conversation if you meander through a minefield along the way.