Yesterday was one of those days… If it could suck, it would suck in world class style. Added bonus of being married to my husband. That’s a fallacy, he looks like my husband, sounds like my husband but that’s not the reality of which I am part of. All things said, I did pretty well. … Continue reading Dear Wife, please pay this invoice I made up in my head.
The relief was, of course and as expected-short lived. The elephant remains the unspoken bane of my existence. While it sits quietly sucking the life out of everyone, with meaty legs propped on the coffee table…even taking the remote and saying fuck that to watching football, Animal Planet all the way! I suppose I should … Continue reading Hand me the remote while I watch poorly played self destruction
I like my label, it’s my security blanket and a constant. If nothing else it’s a blue print that if I look at long enough, I can understand the symbols in the box enough to know the end product is supposed to a building and not a paint by number that someone forgot … Continue reading Excuse me while I Google
I remember the smell, it was faint and heavy – inescapable. I was pregnant with my son and I had a 2yo daughter. We all have a story about today. There are the adults who knew what the world was like 15 years & 1 day ago. There are the kids, no different than mine … Continue reading Tomorrow still came
He is leaving the state today. He needs to go to his sick Mother, I call bullshit. Not that she couldn’t use the company, the help. She does after all have cancer, it only makes sense that he to rush to her aid. Right. Now. Keep that story contained and controlled. We are a game … Continue reading Check
Impulsive. That sums it up, too often it stings. Not always. The horse again, I let it just be what it needed to be and I spoke my truth. Not veiled truth, not controlling truth. Just raw, real. Very scary. I owed him that, I owed myself that. He said it’s as though I see … Continue reading Let go.
I’m too tired. It really is the last thing I need is a handful of restless hours of sleep. If it were a really bad dream, would I wake up and my world not be turned inside out? Hey world, I’m pretending this doesn’t suck. Hey world, don’t mind while I try and … Continue reading What if this is just a really bad dream