Who Dunnit?
“I think someone tried to get into the neighbor’s house”, my husband said.
Continue reading “Occam’s Razor And The Mysterious Intruder”Weaving Stories Into the Tapestry of Life
Who Dunnit?
“I think someone tried to get into the neighbor’s house”, my husband said.
Continue reading “Occam’s Razor And The Mysterious Intruder”Mental models. One of the things I love about retirement is the opportunity to pursue my interests without constraints. Don’t get me wrong. I still have commitments and obligations but there’s so much more flexibility. There are days when my priorities are skewed but then it’s primarily me that suffers the consequences. And maybe my husband. If he’s home.