
Well, the Thing has started. I’m feckin exhausted and got a bit frustrated with myself yesterday. I struggled to find a balance between speaking my mind about a thing that upset me (vulnerability – good) and keeping it shut to save peace (stuffing it – bad). Suffice it to say, I did not handle the…

Ah yes… good ole Wile E Coyote and his nefarious shenanigans with Roadrunner. Funny story? My Papa’s nickname for me as a wee lass was “Roadrunner.” So it’s fitting that I use a special GIF from the cartoon… more fitting than before, as I realize just how accurate and relatable it is. I promise I’m…

I had a busy day yesterday, having left the house at 9am and gone to therapy, out to my mom’s to help The Brother with applying for Medicaid (he’s finally chosen to get help in a rehab facility for his alcohol addiction), and getting my nails done. I was away from home for 6.5 hours……

Welp. Here’s a whole thing I try (not hard) to forget about. A cold case in which I was interviewed as a possible suspect to a murder. Haha. I know. Freaky weird to just come out and say it, huh? But meh, it’s aight. It’s a weird story. And yes, I’m innocent with a rock-solid…

Disclaimer: This is legitimately from MY perspective, feels/thoughts and all. I understand how irrational some of it might seem to the outside world, and I’m fine with that. The noise of Mars and Fluffybutt scratching at each other through The Boyfriend’s door jolts me awake. I’d been fending Comet off for half an hour and…

I feel like I’m living an entirely different life/reality than I was a year ago. In fact, the war between “Omg, it’s been a year already?!” and “It feels like it’s been much longer than just a year!” hits me simultaneously in moments of reflection like I’m having today. It’s so hard to believe that…

Whew. This one is easy-peasy. Well… ok, getting to the point where I solidified and can actually share this hasn’t been. This “holy” trinity of moral guideposts has been forged in the fires of a lifetime of trauma and abuse, which led to a LOT of curiosity and self-reflection (and omfg the therapy), and was…

I feel like this one will be a decent extension (expansion?) of my previous post – “It’s the Little Things“… we shall see. Today, we venture into the world of “Bids for Connection” – which, if I’m not mistaken, was created by Dr. John and Julie Gottman (and for the record, Dr. John looks a…

Madam Barnacle. 😛 Just kidding. This is my current nickname from The Boyfriend, actually. We had watched a YouTube video of a guy describing how to know a woman loves you… he described 2 things: one of them being that she bites – not for real, just does a nom on your arm or otherwise.…

Verily, on the morrow past, whilst engaged in the noble realm of Valheim, our connection to the ether did falter most grievously. I endeavored to mend it, engaging in the quest of troubleshooting upon the provider’s app, toggling its power, and invoking a reset… yet all was to no avail. The instructions did lead me…
The Journey of a Thousand Miles Begins with One Step – Lao Tzu
From the: Tao te Ching