About Rita Ramstad

http://www.thissortaoldlife.com

Co-creator of This (sorta) Old Life. Mom, partner, teacher, writer, maker, do-er, life renovator looking for ways to live happier, healthier and just plain better.

Posts by Rita Ramstad:

New Year, New Blogs

We suck at good-byes–which is why our good-bye post kinda sucked. It was a hard time. We are still slogging through it, but it’s better than it was for all of the fall. I seem to know (in both real-life and virtual-life) far too many people for whom 2014 sucked way more than our good-bye(…)

Pulling the trigger

Pulling the trigger

It’s time to close the door on this internet house. It’s not because the internet is so horrible–although in a week that’s featured so much noise about Kim Kardashian and a mom who posted a photo of her toddler playing with her vibrator, it’s hard not to argue that for all that’s wonderful about it, there’s much that’s(…)

On the coffee table…

On the coffee table…

It is officially warm sock weather around here: The leaves are turning, the temperatures are dropping, and my beloved rain has finally returned. All of which means that it’s the perfect time to curl up with a good book. I’ve got a decent stack of current reads, and sharing them with you is as good(…)

Big challenges and small wins

Big challenges and small wins

We’re in the midst of a challenging time. It’s the kind of time, I’ve realized, that can make the whole prospect of working on home feel irrelevant. When we’re grappling with hard things, matters of decor just don’t matter much. There are really only two questions about home that matter to us when we’re struggling with(…)

A cure for homeFOMO

A cure for homeFOMO

I’m pretty sure we’ve all heard of FOMO (Fear of Missing Out) by now, right? (If you haven’t? Well, good on you. That probably means you don’t spend too much time on social media.) While FOMO is all about fear of missing out on social opportunities and is fueled largely by Facebook and Instagram, it(…)

Bag by Bag

Bag by Bag

Sometimes, I feel so overwhelmed by the enormity and complexity of the problems facing our world and my seeming inability to do anything that feels real about them. Kind of like Marion: “At times the problems seem so enormous, and there seems to be so little evidence that anyone else cares, that I’d like to simply give(…)

Wake me up when September ends

Wake me up when September ends

Oh, y’all. I know April is supposed to be the cruellest month, but September has not been kind. And I do not want to write another angsty, we’re-having-a-hard-time-blogging-and-these-are-all-the-reasons-why-post. After watching the meltdown over at Young House Love earlier this month, I don’t want to go there. I just want to say this: Like John and Sherry,(…)