the last three days have been v traumatic. we had to return one of the cats to the shelter because it turned out that he had a severe and advanced condition that would have cost thousands to maybe fix. There were people in my circle saying I needed to start Read more…
whether my legs are shaved where my sunglasses are when the weekend comes (so many side gigs means no days off forever) what the best new show on TV is sales on platform heels vultures (over and over my heart has been broken) my sister’s opinion of me/my mother’s opinion Read more…
this damn house might kill me before I ever feel at home. It’s been months and it still takes a full weekend of doing nothing else but cleaning to make the house presentable for guests. I’m afraid it will never be a house that is usually mostly presentable. I don’t Read more…
A third of the year is gone. Isn’t that wild? That’s how time slips away: day by lousy day. I’m cranky because I’m stuck here and the house is a mess and the yard is a mess and I don’t know how else I can communicate my need for progress. Read more…
(apologies to Murakami) I said I’d start running if I lost fifteen pounds and I did it. I’m considering signing up for a $60+ 5k just to make sure I really do it. I was going to have all this time in the summer to write and now I’m cramming Read more…