I’ve been trying to write something worthwhile for days. I’ve been caught up in circles… confusion is nothing new. Since Pi died, we’ve… I’ve… been wandering aimlessly around trying to find motivation to do anything. I managed to clean most of the main house earlier this week…. Vacuuming and washing floors, dusting off surfaces, putting … Continue reading Meanwhile, Back in My Uterus
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Detox City
Definitely #notPMS. I’m not sure how to begin, so I’m just going to jump right in. Today’s Public Service Announcement: Never, never, never, evvvver, stop a medication cold turkey. *** I did. And I’m paying for it, in spades. Why quit? Why was I taking it in the first place? What drug is it? I … Continue reading Detox City
To Practice What I Already Know
Blogged while trying to avoid yard sale preparations. I have “unspecified” anxiety – which I’m fairly certain just means, “I get nervous frequently and for no apparent reason.” My grandmother had anxiety, and I’m just going to assume it’s genetically inherited since I have no real reason to have it otherwise. Well, okay – I … Continue reading To Practice What I Already Know
Present State of Mind
Written to the sound of my dove calling, a cool breeze coming through the window, and Todd on the phone doing damage control on his software program. They drove me to drink. We have a community yard sale coming up this weekend and I decided to spend yesterday organizing my crap for that, rather … Continue reading Present State of Mind
I’ve Got This (I Think)
Life has gone to light speed as we finish another school year, and the plans for my in-laws’ 50th wedding anniversary come together. The party – hosted by Todd and me (mostly me doing the planning; he’s working on the honey-do list) and being held at our house – is in exactly 9 days, 5 … Continue reading I’ve Got This (I Think)
New York, Early Spring 1991
Another generally irritating day, where I had a list of things to do and only accomplished half of them. I’m carrying this annoying bag filled with the work of the day, and it’s so heavy that when it swings it nearly knocks me over. I had to stop at the store to pick up … Continue reading New York, Early Spring 1991
Coming out of the Dark
My life has been turned upside down in the last two months. I am living in limbo, while all the legal issues I can’t talk about move like molasses in a cold jar. I am not living where I should be, or where I want to be… and I am paralyzed by the tyranny … Continue reading Coming out of the Dark
The Tara Chronicles 