Author: Laurie Hollinger

I’m writing from a real place this week. One that will probably sound familiar. A few weeks ago, I broke my own...

What’s the last thing you started without knowing how it was going to end? Probably not at the hair stylist, or...

There was a stretch in my career when one colleague occupied my brain full time. At work. At home. At the gym. At...

In the classic film “A Few Good Men”, there is a famous scene when Jack Nicholson’s character is asked for the...

You know that feeling when you finally stop fighting your own reflection? For years I chased “the color of the...

Have you walked down the kitchen gadget aisle at Williams-Sonoma lately? Everything gleams. The tortilla press. The...

A client of mine spent the better part of a year at full speed. Not by choice… His client’s internal team...

I have a client who is doing something I genuinely admire. For purposes of this story I’ll call him Sam. Sam is...

A funny thing happened. Somewhere between New Year’s optimism and summer vacations… it became Week 31....

I was standing in the bag drop line watching other travelers nudge their sleek bags forward. One finger....

I used to dread the week before a vacation. The mad dash to tie up loose ends, the late night scramble to get...

I waited eight years to hire a cleaning team. And I didn’t realize how much weight Saturday mornings held until I...