I’d rather be reading “The Yellow Wallpaper,” but I need Mia to GET OFF MY BACK, so I’m posting. Honestly, she’s right. Not only do we have an agreement, I need to write and sort through all of what’s been happening lately. Well, I’ll attempt to sort through some of this. And even more honestly, … More Checking in…
I think I’ve done almost everything I can to avoid starting this post. I’ve started a new load of laundry, cleaned my bathroom (though frankly that space NEEDED to be cleaned before the folks in Haz Mat suits were called in), played around on Facebook, updated my Fitbit, etc. etc. And this entry was my … More Chasing Dad
I think I once read that the unexamined life isn’t worth living. I also read that ignorance is bliss. Not writing helps me remain blissful. If I don’t write, I don’t think, and if I don’t think, maybe I can ignore the burgeoning unhappiness that seems right around every corner of my mind. I am … More Not the only one who cares, but damn it feels that way sometimes
Ever just feel crummy for no apparent reason? I started off fine, but now I’m just kinda “meh.” Is this a mood swing, hormonal thing? Is this what depression feels like? Is this just a sinus headache, throat hurty thing? WHAAATTT? I want to be a writer. The way Toni Morrison and Alice Walker string … More Depression, maybe?
A friend of mine is staying with us, and she has exceeded her welcome. I feel like such a bitch, but I am beyond ready for her to go. I feel even worse, since a huge part of why she hasn’t been able to move yet is due to her credit that got screwed up … More The One Where I’m a Bitch
This entry is an interruption in multiple ways: I’m interrupting (momentarily) the story I started telling in my last entry, and I’m interrupting what should probably be grading/lesson planning/relaxing while the Kidlet is napping time. Oh, well. This morning, in the Starbucks drive through line, I casually chatted with Mother as I placed my order. … More When Your Mother Hurts Your Feelings and Doesn’t Even Realize It
Today is one of those days when I’m struggling with yesterday’s decisions. And even though I know this is what’s best for my family, it feels like I’m letting down me. About two weeks ago, my world imploded. Well, maybe three weeks ago. I just hadn’t realized the ensuing fallout at the time. Driving … More Saying No to One Means Saying Yes to the Other