It happens. Shit, that is. And lord have mercy – it hits at the strangest times. Like when you’re working on your bills and receipts, which is already harrowing enough, and you’re so danged focused that you…
Freak-Show of a Chick
So I’ve been going about my bid-ness, like always. And it has occurred to me that I may be a freak-show of a chick. From whence did I draw this conclusion? I’ll tell ya. While doing laundry…
Back on Land
Over the weekend I was at sea. I am seriously happy to be back on land. All the sordid details are forthcoming, but today I’m doing laundry and sorting through about a jillion emails. So I ask…
Chores, Chores, Chores
Now that Rock Camp is over for me, I’m playing catch-up on all my chores. And y’all, I’m playing catch-up – hard. If anyone nears my house and hears a gal crying for help, from beneath a…
Time – Sock It To Me
A friend and I were e-conversing and he mentioned that he was tight on time, that it seemed he had misplaced any and all spare time he might have had. His thoughts got me thinking about time.…
Oh! The Ironing!
This is my mountain of ironing. It has piled up. And multiplied. To look at it, you probably can’t tell there’s at least 2 and a half hours of work involved. At this point, I can either burn…