Second chapters, third chapters…
One of Those Days… and Quiche… and Shoes
You know those days when – oddly – you have the blues? Which would help… a good meal or designer shoes?
Always Open the Package, Always Test the Merchandise
Partner as product?
Getting Back on the Horse
It’s not about the fall, is it?
The Splinter
It was an accident. A dropped vase. Broken, mostly in large pieces, but glass shards covered one corner of the kitchen floor. I picked up what I could by hand, careful not to cut myself, then fetched the vacuum. We’re a household that goes barefoot, so I was thorough in cleaning every inch of floor […]
An Unplanned Day
Now and then, an unplanned day “just happens.” Here are a few moments from mine. A lovely walk through an old city neighborhood, wandering into an area with street vendors a-plenty, gazing at their colorful, handmade wares, people out of doors enjoying an end of summer day. While I managed to pass on the tattoo […]
Damage Control
Ever wake up to a passel of problems – not of your making? I could chalk up the recurring rumblings to Murphy’s Law. I could surrender any and all ambitions (delusions?) I stubbornly retain about refashioning my life, and become my Truest Secret Self: an eccentric Hat Lady-Cat Lady, but one with great shoes, natch. […]
“Living a Life That’s Not Working”
Recently I read words I could relate to, written by a woman who was feeling – at that moment – overwhelmed and trapped. No matter what she tries – and she is working hard in so many ways – she lapses back into a sort of “creep” as she calls it. It is something many […]
Marching Forward
March 1st. Already. This is a transitional month, a long-awaited month, a count of days that will see an evolution from the biting morning air to warmer and more inviting hours. This is one of my favorite times of the year, and I have always found March to be aptly named. It’s a time to […]
Taking It on the Chin
The arguing began within five minutes of waking. I couldn’t believe it. That fast? I had tried to cool things down last night so I could sleep. But here it was. Again. The same damn thing, like a broken record. Everything, an irritation First, there was the email that knocked me for a loop. Not […]