Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl

All my life, my last name was mispronounced. To get the verbiage to stick in people’s minds, I’d say it’s like “more happiness” or “more glee.” In 2018, I painfully contemplated losing my last name Moergeli. However positive being engaged and anticipating a future with Dave was, becoming a Loibl meant loss. At that time,Continue reading “Googly Eyes Surprise”

I hold out until the end of the day to write. I’m tired and uninspired, and the threat of my midnight deadline ticks pointedly at me from the clock in the corner of my laptop. After listening to an episode of “Smartless” with Conan O’Brien as a guest, I’m inspired to start a video podcastContinue reading “Helium Heights”

I have three more days in the office and seven more days until our house goes on the market. Everything is a countdown lately. Once we get into contract, I think I will rest easy. Then, I’ll work from home and have a month to sell all the remaining furniture. Will we be homeless? Perhaps,Continue reading “Artsy Fartsy”

The idea to write in my book was replaced by scrolling TikTok, stopping to watch Jenny McCarthy’s live thread selling her makeup, and buying her mascara. It wasn’t totally impulsive, ok? I needed to replace the four-year-old, dried-out stuff in the drawer anyway. I also watched twenty videos of a Vietnamese salon pulling a fruitContinue reading “Mascara Meanderings”

“Am I going downhill?” a teenage client asked me, unplugging their phone from my wall charger at the end of our session. As they swiveled to meet my eyes, I said, “Yes.” Then, together, we walked to the hallway. “What are you going to do about it?” I asked. For a moment, she paused herContinue reading “Hugs Not Drugs”

As of today, my business website is up and running. I’m excited! And just like any shiny new toy, I must play with it. Please pardon my early exit tonight, as I’m updating fonts and adding content. If you have any feedback, fun content, resources, or other ideas I’d love to hear them. Here’s theContinue reading “Pardon the Dust”

Paula, my confidant in house building, overwhelms me. I’ve told her so; she’s tried to improve but fails. At this point, it’s funny. In response to the link to the oven my builder sent and wanting her feedback, I got this text reply: “Since the cabinets are in the works, he needs to know aboutContinue reading “From Great Heights”

A well-orchestrated event occurred inside and outside our three-bay garage earlier. My Dad burned brush, Dave, Paula, and I organized piles for the dump, Goodwill, and to keep while Cathy and Evelyn played on the trampoline. Looking back at everything we did (I even mopped the garage’s blue epoxy floors), I’m very impressed. Sure, there’sContinue reading “Do Today, Done Tomorrow”

A silver car. A bird. A flag. I’m in a car full of 40+ year olds playing a life scavenger hunt game. We’re all giggly, feeling carefree and kid-free on a night out in Seattle for Susan’s birthday. At the Flatstick Pub, I hesitated about the chest-height mini-golf-like game where you hit a ball sidewaysContinue reading “Pile Drive It”

There are two notes I’ve taken in an “Untitled document” in my Google Docs. If you’ve been a daily reader, the first is obviously about kitchen cabinets. Because it gives insight into the state of my mind three days ago, I’ve chosen to leave it as is. Brown Shaker, Natural Shaker (more images of whatContinue reading “Total Battle Lifer”