Oh, crap. I’ve faltered. My plan was to compose a blog post in my head during the day (always a success. always a GREAT idea to compose posts in-head while unable to get away and type or even write notes. duh.) while the computer was off, then sit down with my cup of hot tea, ...
One Foot In Front of the Other
I’m not better. But I was accidentally poisoned, so it’s hard to tell whether I am reacting to that or whether the few days of feeling wonderful was just a fluke, a short remission. A few days ago I was feeling 100% positive about my chances at resolution. But then I woke up hurting ...
evicted
call me a flip flopper. Call me wishy-washy. Call me inconsistent. But you can’t call me pissed off and awake at 1 a.m. anymore. Ta-Da! Introducing ToddlerA’s brand new room! I uh… no longer have an office. and also? yard work! Click on a pic to see the latest stuff, from the past 2 weekends. and also? finally, long ...
19 weeks-ish. The move, the baby, and more whining
Catching my breath. A small update; although there is much to report, I don’t have much in the way of words. We’re moving. The house is amazing and beautiful and our things look happy there. The baby moves and moves and moves, always at night just like ToddlerA when she was in there. The weeks ...
The Relative Calm of Country Life
Not that I didn’t party in plenty of semi-completed houses when I was a teenager… But WHAT THE FUCK! I sent M over to measure some windows for me tonight. He pulls up; the sliding glass door is open. There is a teenage couple huddled in the baby’s bedroom-they profess that Everyone’s Good Friend Carl ...