I come to you from the comfort of my apartment, specifically my patio, today – where I have been since March 16th. My dog now has social anxiety and gets aggressive towards people because she’s been quarantined as well. We are waiting for Michael’s Covid-19 test results to come in because his coworker showed up … Continue reading Uncomfy
Changes
A Year to Remember
Looking into 2019 and looking forward to 2020.
Get Up
Moving forward...
Sit There and Listen
I’ve been bitching and moaning about my lack of excitement in life. My job is stale, I work too many hours, I’m always broke, and my apartment is small and needs some TLC. I do understand the concept of “Life sucks then you die” but not sure if I ever really experienced the ‘suck’ part…until … Continue reading Sit There and Listen
Mild Salsa
When I'm in my feelings I turn to writing. No matter what it is. It can be about my relationships, about money, about family, or about work. I am no poet, but my words tend to flow when my fingers hit the keyboard like nothing I've ever done before. Maybe how I used to tumble … Continue reading Mild Salsa
Debt I Owe
Full disclosure...I'm broke. Too broke to buy a house. Too broke, at times, to go out to dinner. So broke I have 1 full time job and 2 side gigs to get me by. I wrote this blog 2 years ago - exactly. It's still very accurate. Here it goes... This is bullshit. In that … Continue reading Debt I Owe
Me, Him & The Cats
We have been really good lately. It hasn't always been this way, and I know it won't stay this way every single second, but we are good right now, and it is reassuring. I live with a man (sometimes man-child) but a grown man none-the-less. He's goofy, messy, caring, cranky, hilarious, and eats a lot. … Continue reading Me, Him & The Cats
13 Hours
Feeling a bit lost lately. No, not lost...definitely not lost in the fact that I could use a change. My life has turned into a 9 hour-a-day job that pays my rent, in a square office staring at computer screens that ruin my eyes and give me headaches. Plus another job that I enjoy, but … Continue reading 13 Hours
