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Anne Emerick

I absolutely refuse to self-identify THAT way.

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“Hi, Roz Warren,” way back in December you wrote, “I’m Old. How About You?”

No, Roz, I will not call myself “Old.”

Old is a category. The next-to-last bucket people get sorted into. I won’t self-identify as “old.”

If I Were Old…. But I’m NOT

If I were to self-identify as “old,” then I’d start reducing my expectations. I’d say, “Of course I run slower than 10-minutes-a-mile. I’m old.”

But I’m not old, so I don’t say that. Instead, I think, “maybe I ought to lay off the corn chips and wine at night.” Or I think, “I need to run more.” I will not go over…

Three examples and my opinion. Greedy bastards should skip this article

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‘Social Entrepreneurship’ is a mouthful, right? So let’s back up a second to some simpler concepts.

For a long time, businesses came in just two flavors — non-profits and for-profits. People created non-profits to help others. Other folks created for-profits to make money. But a new hybrid business model, called social entrepreneurship, or social enterprise, offers elements of both. If you like the idea of changing the world for the better AND making money, read on.

Social entrepreneurs have a primary goal of helping others but also aim to generate income. Some social entrepreneurs are simply trying to operate a…

Conquering Power Tools and Building Cool Stuff in Women’s Carpentry Class

Women’s carpentry course instructor
Women’s carpentry course instructor
Christina was a great instructor in my women’s carpentry course. Photo by author, used with Christina’s permission

I was trying to use a power drill without success. First, the screw spun round and round, not going in at all. I thought maybe I had the drill turning the wrong direction, so I flipped the switch to change direction. This seemed to make no difference. Perhaps I needed to press harder? Argh!! The screw just shot off into the air. So frustrating! The idea that I lived in a house with a basement full of tools (my husband’s) and was incapable of using those tools for basic household tasks made me want to scream.

Tired of being a…

My tongue-in-cheek resistance to the popular trend

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A successful Medium writer suggested I write listicles because they do well and offer structure when you’re stuck on a topic. The suggestion made me wince as if she was suggesting I show more cleavage. Do I really want that kind of attention?

Unaware of my reaction, the writer told me about several high-earning listicles that she had written. It was hard to ignore her results (paycheck) being more than 10 times mine. Unsure about becoming a listicle factory, I began to research why listicles are so popular.

My husband wandered in, saw I was reading about Listicles, and asked…

Does so much time spent running make us selfish?

Running image by Madusanka Dahanayaka. Hourglass by Clker-Free-Vector-Images from Pixabay

I’ve been struggling to write on Medium as much as I once did. When I look at how I spend my days, a big chunk is running. Not just the act of running, but changing my clothes, grabbing my watch, headphones and water, driving to where I run, warming up, running, cooling down, and driving home. It’s 1.5–2 hours almost every day. I signed up for a half-marathon in November, and I’ll need to run even more for that. Is it silly to spend so much time training to run faster and longer?

4 Reasons Running is a Good Use of My Time

I get a lot of value out…

Here are my strategies to feel good about turning 60 and beyond.

Happy Girl with Happy Birthday to Me T-shirt
Happy Girl with Happy Birthday to Me T-shirt
Image by rosy smith from Pixabay

When I turned 30, I felt okay about it. I was satisfied with where I was in life and saw plenty of open road ahead. On my fortieth birthday, my husband threw me a surprise party and put me back in touch with some old friends. Life is better if you have some buddies. Thanks, John for that gift. Life moves on.

Fifty. Now turning fifty hurt a little. Probably my own fault. I still remember when my mother turned 50. “You’re half a CENTURY,” I had teased. “That’s almost a quarter of the time this COUNTRY has been around!”

Programmer by Day/Author by Night

Lover of stories that bring comfort, inspiration or adventure

Me at the bottom of the Grand Canyon (photo supplied by helpful husband)

How I Became a Programmer by Day, Author by Night

I’ve always loved stories. Dr. Seuss and fairytales when I was little and people were reading to me. The Boxcar Kids, the Black Stallion series and books about dogs (because we didn’t have one) when I got older.

I had a pretty tame, middle-class upbringing in the suburbs of Wilmington, Delaware, in the 1970’s. I’m a bit younger than the generation that went to Vietnam or lost older brothers to it. Even then, I knew that I was lucky.

I attended Dartmouth College, studied computer science, got married, and had my first son by the time I turned 21. Being…

Anne Emerick

Programmer by day. Author by night. As I put on running tights, I imagine I’m a superhero. Creator of More on me:

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