Once upon a time, early in the aughts, I had a thought – they’re rare, so I try to mark the occasions. I thought that maybe I’d buy an old, 1982 Honda Civic station wagon to repair and get back into running shape. I’d had one during my first few years at university, and loved it. I thought I could get one of those “All … Continue reading I Wish I Knew How To Everything.
Bits of my brain are busy trying to engage the rest in an existential crisis. I tend to them when I’m stressed. It’s a bit of a quirk. We all have our maladaptive coping mechanisms, though I seem particularly blessed in that regard. I’m old enough to feel my inner Kraken wanting to speak to some kind of manager. My brain is also busy trying … Continue reading There’s No “Right” Life, There’s Just Life – an off-the-cuff joint.
I had plans for the beginning of August that didn’t include chaos. I was thinking maybe camping. The chaos isn’t originating with me this time, though I come to it easily enough; it’s coming from my daughter’s. She is ready to pull the trigger and leave the abusive relationship she’s in, which is fabulous news. She’s going to be moving into my home with my … Continue reading The Best Laid Plans…an off-the-cuff joint.
I’ve fifty-six years under my belt, and so far, I’ve made quite a few mistakes. I’ve also managed to learn a thing or two. Sometimes, I try to pass life lessons to my kids, but they’re in their twenties, and, as is customary at that age, they know everything, so I have to dispense the pearls elsewhere. It’s not unexpected – I knew everything myself … Continue reading Ten Things I Know To Be True
From Famine to Feast. 