Then, I thought the breakup was a series of mistakes that I made that I could have corrected if history had arranged itself differently.For months I went over the days leading up to the breakup, analyzing every word we spoke to each other, dissecting the fights that had been increasing in frequency. It felt like … Continue reading
You might have heard that fires are raging through Southern California again. While they aren’t close to us this time, the wind blew all of the smoke and ash here, and, long story short, both C’s gym and my store have been closed for two days due to poor air quality. And it’s not like … Continue reading
Someone important to me is not going to be in my life much anymore. It’s not a bad thing; it’s actually a thing that’s wonderful for him, but I’m pretty sad all the same. He has been such a wonderfully supportive constant in my life for the last two years. He has played the role … Continue reading
We rolled in today slowly, gently, in comfy clothes. We spent a long time at the park with V’s cousins, had lunch, ran around the mall, and mostly stayed at home on the couch, snuggling and having snacks. When that got boring, we asked Alexa to play upbeat 80’s music and had a dance party. … Continue reading
I don’t like myself when my kid takes forever falling asleep and I’m short as hell and snippy with her. She can’t control when she falls asleep. (But God, if she could!) I don’t like myself when I overbook my days and even a reasonable family visit feels like a burden. I don’t like myself … Continue reading
It’s here. It is over. This is Day 100; I have written here every single day for one hundred days. I can’t believe it. I feel fulfilled, alive, and sad. (I also still haven’t decided if I’m breaking up with the Oxford comma, or not.) Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma? –Vampire Weekend … Continue reading
It happened today. All of the tension from the last couple of weeks, boiling hot, bubbling over, and then, ker-splat. I left my in-laws’ house so frustrated. With myself, for not speaking up. With my daughter, for behaving in the most nightmarish way possible, a way that she literally doesn’t even act except around them. … Continue reading
Two more sleeps until we leave for a tropical vacation. I have been dreaming about this five day trip for 120 days. We are taking V. Which I’m admittedly nervous about, because, lovable as she is…she’s not very relaxing. But C or I are usually chasing her by ourselves, and at least there will be … Continue reading
The things in life that make me the most tired are being in the places (read: among the people) where I don’t feel fully free. What does “fully free” mean? It means that I can speak my mind, even if my thoughts are small or irritated or petty, and not worry about being loved any … Continue reading
Five years ago today, my husband, C, proposed. Never heard the story? Don’t worry; I wrote all about it, here, five years ago. I wasn’t sure about marrying C. I mean, we’d broken up a lot of times. All of them were difficult. At times we seemed to bring out the worst in one another. … Continue reading
small life, slow life 