It is the BEST feeling when I find a Doom Box that is full of stuff that I KNEW I had, but had been unable to locate for the last couple months! I now will be able to finish several small projects this weekend!!! In other news, I am officially old enough that I am … Continue reading Shock and Awe.
#keepingitreal
The Continuing Purge.
Sometimes it seems like I'm never going to be done. I get one area clean and awesome and then realize I have another couple boxes of crap to go thru. I have more empathy than ever for the people on Hoarders cuz this shizz is HARD. But the truth is that all that crap was … Continue reading The Continuing Purge.
I did something hard.
I deleted my Auntie from my Favorites list. It’s been three years, she’s not Jesus, she’s not coming back. And yet I immediately burst into straight up ugly sobbing. I hate grieving. And I’m TIRED of it. It never ends. It gets moderately easier, but it ALWAYS hurts.
Teachable Moments
We all have teachable moments. I consider them to be moments in my life where I instantly knew whatever I'd done was wrong, but the words were out of my mouth and there was no taking them back. Of course with a 13YO and a 11YO there are lots of teachable moments at my house. … Continue reading Teachable Moments
A little list.
The older I get, the less BS I can tolerate. Or perhaps it's the more therapy I have, the less shit I will let people get away with. I know that I do not tolerate people cussing me out. On multiple occasions I have had to put up a very solid boundary of "I do … Continue reading A little list.
Parkland
I still remember when it happened. I was working at CNN and for days we watched those poor traumatized kids. As time went on those kids grew into angry minors on the verge of voting. It was exciting to see them rally, and in some cases, run in future elections. I've spent the last 3 … Continue reading Parkland
Nine days.
I had a dream last night about an old friend. I know why it happened and it bothers me. It bothers me that after so many years of no contact I hear her voice in my head when I start to think about writing about what has happened in the last two weeks. And I … Continue reading Nine days.
Roe.
Today was the first time I actually let myself say it out loud. It sounded as petty out loud as it did in my brain and that’s ok. “There is NOTHING men can do that is more than making a person.” It’s jealousy, it’s control, it’s spite. It’s meant to keep us in our place. … Continue reading Roe.
Me and my dirty mouth.
It finally happened. My mouth got me thrown in the facebook slammer. I have no regrets, it was a GREAT comment. I'd tell you what it was, but I don't want my account locked indefinitely! Sometimes it takes something small for big change--and since I couldn't scroll and comment, I decided to take down Christmas. … Continue reading Me and my dirty mouth.
I just can’t decide
There are so many things I could name this, I’m overwhelmed. The truth is that as I get older, my ADHD and anxiety are morphing. And the depression—please let’s not forget that fun one! They are all changing and I find that my previous exceptional coping mechanisms are no longer cutting it. Sometimes the thought … Continue reading I just can’t decide
Amazeball Crafting 