Tag: family

  • Untitled post 3103

    It’s ironic and sad that I can remember when I used to have an innocent and fantastical perspective about life, despite how very long ago that was for me. It has systematically been eroded over the course of my 43 years. The very first “scary” incident I remember happening was when my brother fell over…

  • For What It’s Worth

    For What It’s Worth

    Yesterday started off really well for me, talking on the phone with my mom about all sorts of things. I wanted to share a couple of them with The Boyfriend, when he finally came downstairs. He prepared a bowl of cereal and I excitedly asked if we could talk. While standing at the bottom of…

  • What a Broken Woman Needs

    What a Broken Woman Needs

    In light of my last post and the event surrounding it, I’ve sat pondering what it is that I truly need. I am the Broken Woman, and have been for decades, despite how much time and effort I’ve put in to fix myself (over and over again), to pick up those repeatedly broken pieces and…

  • The Struggle Bus

    The Struggle Bus

    Sheesh. I really fell off the Journaling/Blog wagon, didn’t I? We’re already on the 4th day of the new year and I’m finally planting my ass in the chair to write. The Struggle Bus has left the station and descended into the Void of Despair. Last night was rough and I wasn’t in a good…

  • Monday Mark – 20.5 & 21.0

    Monday Mark – 20.5 & 21.0

    20.5 – For Last Week’s MM: The first rule of dealing with drama: don’t hang around people who are constantly creating drama. The second rule: never forget the first one. Apply the 80/20 rule. Who in your family generates most of the drama? How can you spend less time with them this week? Give yourself permission…

  • Xmas Season… ugh

    Xmas Season… ugh

    A year ago, I was in the throes of questioning my ability to make good choices when it came to men (a repeating pattern, unfortunately), wallowing in mountains of self-pity, severely beating myself up for being utterly stupid – yet again – for falling for sweet words and promises that turned out to be lies,…

  • Doom Scrolling

    Doom Scrolling

    Yesterday’s Xmas Cookie Making Extravaganza at Mom’s was really hard on my body. I pushed myself too hard and stayed too long. I texted The Boyfriend near the end to let him know how difficult it was and he… offered to have tea and a blanket ready for me for when I got home?! I…

  • Friendsgiving

    Friendsgiving

    For many, many moons, I have been participating in “Friendsgiving” instead of Thanksgiving with blood relatives (I choose this terminology because “family” means something different for me). I barely remember the last, official Thanksgiving I went to at Sandy’s (step-grandma). I brought The Son, both my parents and brother were there, and I don’t recall…

  • Panic Attack

    Panic Attack

    Yesterday was rough, though it didn’t start out that way… I got up early and did the cat swapping, since we can now get back to the normal routines. Made coffee, got on my PC for blogging, made an adjustment in the video settings of Minecraft, and proceeded to spend the next hour or so…

  • Taco Tuesday?!

    Taco Tuesday?!

    Me, right now… I really, really didn’t want to get out of bed this morning. Mars was a butt and ran away to hide, because he knows the morning routine means getting put in the basement (lots of room). Over a year and multiple failed attempts to integrate Princess Fluffybutt (also known as Floof) with…

  • Finally Back Home

    Finally Back Home

    Welp… it’s 4-something in the morning, because “Fall Back” Daylight Saving Time (anyone else call it “savings”?!) Shenanigans, and here I am doing a catch-up on my bloggening, after having spent a week and a half in Arkansas. I tried to do it while I was gone, but only managed a couple days of that…

  • Arkansas – Day 1

    Arkansas – Day 1

    3a.m. alarm goes off. Drag myself out of bed and take an entire 30 minute shower. Get dressed in the cool new outfit I got last night, discover that the over-sized “Stranger Things” shirt has FRIGGIN POCKETS DUDE! And that’s about as good as it got, no lie. The Boyfriend dropped me off around 4a.m.-ish,…