Tag Archives: work-life balance

What I am working on (one giant long post)

24 Aug

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Weekend, are you here yet? This week has been touch-and-go for my emotions, and let me just get real for a minute here: I’ve had some tears this week of two very different varieties: weepy self-doubt in a ‘I am so overwhelmed what was I thinking, this project  is overly-ambitious and scary and big’, followed just a day later with tears of the ’I'm so happy this is so amazing I love everybody who supports me so much’ variety. Like I said, emotions! I’ve been on a rollercoaster of my own making this week, but I’m pushing through any lingering self-doubt and worries, because I am really excited about what the next few weeks will bring.

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Skill Exchange is in essence, an extremely personal project for me. I can’t make it be anything but personal– I’ve tried, but I have too many feeeeeelings about it. The project is continually evolving, but I can’t stop thinking about it most days. I want to help people learn how to make things with their hands, I want people to think about how the things they eat, use and buy are made, and I want to connect with other makers who are passionate about their craft. I believe that we have lost so much value,  independence and creativity as our culture has moved further away from handmaking. We’ve gained a lot of other important stuff too, I won’t argue there, but we’re so disconnected from our food and the way products are made. It is a scary and precarious position to be in without any deep understanding of how our stuff is made.

Nearly two years ago, Skill Exchange was born out of my own selfish desire to know to how things work and how they are made. I wanted to learn how to fix things that were broken, to make things I couldn’t afford, and take better care of myself, my friends and  my family. I was raised by a single parent, and we didn’t have the same dual-income lifestyle that many of my friends had, but we rarely wanted for anything. My mom instilled a strong sense of resilience in me, because she always tried to help my sister and I learn how to do, how to make, and how to take care of ourselves and each other.

In the twenty-something workshops I’ve organized, I have seen that excitement, and that sense of empowerment passed on to people who are learning a skill for the first time. Watching the exchange of skills and ideas, and the creation of possibilites for new experiences is  incredibly motivating for me. I really get worked up! In just 13 days, 13 workshops  within 72 hours might just make me implode. Tissues are gonna be pretty necessary at the pop-up in a few weeks, because I am so excited to be part of this semi-crazy exchange of skills, people, snacks and ideas. Good emotions guys! [note: refer to first paragraph about emotions]

In San Francisco there are plenty of makers, thinkers, builders and doers that have inspired me in the last few years. In the last year alone, I have met crazy creative and driven people who are creating incredible projects, and sharing their ideas and passion with the city. Business women like Sharon and Alisha Ardiana, Rena Tom and Victoria Smith. Crazy-brilliant project pushers like Forage SF, Sean Timberlake, and one-man and one-woman shop owners like Town Cutler and Pot + Pantry, to the people who have found me through Skill Exchange, and wanted to meet, talk, and share ideas. Oh, and incredibly nice clients who bring me treats!

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Plans on top of plans

26 Jul

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My mind and time have been divided almost equally between three big projects over the last week. I find myself dividing my energy between projects, oftening switching between two competing activities (back and forth) in the span of 15 minutes. Like roasting eggplant while  making a nectarine tart, balancing sweet and savory dishes while answering the door and taking cocktail requests. The projects I’m invested in are incredibly exciting, though complex, and every element seems to require lots of juggling of schedules, timing, planning and organization.

I’ve got a clipboard for each project, stacks of paper with drawings and schedules and layouts, but how did I get here? Yesterday I had 6 meetings, some in person, some by phone, and some in the parked car, on the phone, between in person meetings. Our house looks like a train wreck, but I’ve got all these organized plans for everything else!

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We had a small dinner party on Sunday evening, which included complicated recipes, handwritten on scraps of oil-spattered paper, translated (in part) from Hindi from Intern’s mom, by phone. I can’t make sense of the complicated notes and mix of Hindi-English words, so Interns browns onions and grinds the spices, soaks the rice and chops the cilantro, mint and chili. I make the cocktails, set the table, make dessert and wash dishes and we both move around the kitchen, shooing cats out from under our feet.

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By Tuesday I’ll have a little more space in my brain, and a few more big events checked off my list, but I doubt this frenzied pace will slow down this month. Intern’s work and after-work obligations seem to grow each week, and our plans for weekends, house guests, and work seem to be stacked on top of each other at  the moment. Exciting things, fun things, and a few very tedious things to do in the coming weeks, but it is all coming together.

A post about posts

25 Jun

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I’ve been waffling over this decision for the past few weeks, but I think my indecision has finally pushed me into knowing the exact right decision (for right now). Here goes, internet!

This decision has everything to do with my blog, and the frequency at which I try to do this thing. I usually post at least 5 times a week, (sometimes more when I feel real ambitious) and I am over it. I have a tendency to overcommit, and I’m trying to tackle that, along with all the other projects, deadlines and ideas up in the air at the moment. I am going to cut down on my weekly blog posting for the summer. I’ll still be posting during the week, just not as frequently. I am hesitating to commit to an exact number of posts per week, because I know for the next few months I need to focus my attention on more pressing projects and deadlines. My hope is that my blog will have fewer, but better posts and less Kate-guilt.

I did however, join Instagram, (cue the dramatic collapse of my rigid social networking aversion) so you can find me and the cats hanging out over there.

Multi-tasking

27 Mar

P3239394Last week a friend and I left the city for the afternoon. After a short drive across the bridge, we took a walk in the hills. Our hike ended at the beach, where we sat on a blanket watching the fog roll in. We neglected the pile of magazines I brought along, talking and snacking on kale chips instead. From the moment we got out of the car, and headed out towards eucalyptus trees, and then the ocean– I felt an amazing sense of relief. The air was clean and peaceful, I didn’t feel the nagging pull of email or work.

I find myself trying to multi-task my way through so many tasks throughout the week, it is sometimes hard to remind myself to just to be. Case in point: a pile of unread magazines, hauled with me on a hike, thinking I’ll check that reading task off my list, when in reality, all I really wanted was a quiet chat to clear my brain of the web of work and projects that are swirling around at the moment.

P3249411P3249412P3249413I felt so much better after a free afternoon, I decided to put a little more effort into relaxing and enjoying the weekend without work interfering. On Saturday morning I got up and out of the house in the rain, for a solo visit to the Alemany Farmers market. The rain kept the crowds away, but armed with rain boots and my hooded jacket I took my time at the market, exploring stalls of citrus, radishes, spinach, asian pears and greens. I came home with a bundle of lemongrass, thai basil, and a bag of blood oranges and a few pounds of onions for french onion soup. As soon as I was home in the afternoon, I doubled up on projects (of course), making coconut muffins, caramelizing several pounds of onions, and making chicken stock… but I did it all with a glass of wine in hand. Sofia spent the afternoon curled up in a box in the entryway. I can’t say the breaks this week solved my multi-tasking problems, or my eagerness to overcommit to too much all at once… but the breaks have helped calm my brain at night. I just need to remind myself to take these breaks when I find myself juggling everything all at once.

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Setting boundaries

22 Mar

P3209296In case my posts from the past few days have confused you, no, MPK is not turning into a food-only  blog. Don’t think I didn’t notice though…3 or 4 posts in a row, all about food and meals?! This week my mind and time are elsewhere, and all this cooking has been a good distraction from some other big projects that I’m working on. Someone recently asked me that question, you know, “How is life after grad school?” …and generally, most of the time, I am happy to say it is wonderful. In two months the kittens will be a year old (!!!) and it will be a full year since graduation. Last year around this time, I wasn’t sure just where I would be, I was so bogged down by grad school, I had no idea where all of my work was going to take me in just a few months.

Now, almost 10 months into “life after grad school” working for myself is exactly where I want to be. Instead of jumping through hoops and racing to meet someone else’s deadlines and creative vision, the jumping and hoop-making is all my own. I am setting my own goals and deadlines for the most part, and working towards building my practice in new and kind of intimidating ways.

In the past two weeks, I have realized (through foolishness and saying yes) that I need to say no sometimes. My two main work sources, Skill Exchange and graphic design are both growing, and both need some boundaries. Some need to be formalized, and some are more general. Setting boundaries has become trickier as I am still figuring out what work falls inside my practice and future goals, and what work does not fit.

This week between meetings and wrapping up a few small projects, I had a funny conversation about saying no and setting boundaries ( I see you there, Sidesaddle) …while this particular conversation was a bit different in nature, I realized the tendencies to say yes are pretty much the same. I was getting a lil’ preachy about boundaries, but in all honesty, I know it is hard to say no to projects, people, ideas, THINGS.

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