Daily 43

Ah, today. I went to work-work, which is great because I have a training seminar coming up this weekend and it's going to eat into my highest earning day. Bummer. I enjoy my work-work; it just isn't something that is going to be reliable income as I get older and, of course, there isn't much …

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Daily 40

I am dead on my feet. Well, on my arse because I'm typing this from my bed as I try to stifle the yawns of exhaustion making my eyes water. I have no idea why I'm suddenly so tired but I am. Maybe my anxiety meds need tweaking? I'm feeling a bit more blah than …

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Grinding Away My Days …

and my sanity. I kid. I joke. I hyperbole.Mostly. The truth is, I have taken on a lot. I mean, a lot.Like, way too much for any one person to try to manage alone. But, if I can see that, then why am I plodding along? Ah, yes. I'm also a proud and stubborn woman, …

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The unending sorrow

Reading the headlines—I can’t even watch the news—is depressing. It has been, for years now. Waves of negativity above the violently churning depths have become tsunamis of pain. A maelstrom of epic proportions. There isn’t enough hyperbole in the English language for this. Happy 4th of July 2020 🎇 Miami Hospital Flooded with Covid-19 Cases

Friday Night

I'm going to try and update this more often so here goes. Being an asocial no-parties animal, I'm going to spend what's left of my Friday catching up on Cable Girls. If you haven't watched it yet then we can't be friends. Trust me. I understand. It can get heavy and depressing and downright enraging …

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