The month is getting away from me already which is BAD NEWS since all of my things need to be out of my apartment by the end of February. My primary obstacle right now, other than lack of motivation and a severe hatred of moving, is a shortage of moving boxes. This wouldn’t be a big problem if so many things weren’t going to have to stay in those ( Read more... )

As my Gramma became older, and her back considerably less forgiving, she would ask me to do things to help her. “Caryle, could you please pick that up for me?” “Caryle, would you please carry that downstairs?” And most of the time, I was glad to do it. Even when answering her voice meant jarring my mind and nose reluctantly away from whatever make- ( Read more... )

We've reached the point of autumn that ceases to feel like autumn for me. The leaves have fallen from the trees, the sun is just starting to creep into the sky when I drive to work and has set by the time I leave, and the wind is feeling pretty wicked. If the grass still weren't holding onto some of its green, I'd probably think it was winter. We' ( Read more... )

Yesterday was supposed to be my first day of an entire month of posting. Since there's no way I can do NaNoWriMo this year, I thought I could probably muster the energy and gumption to post at least a little something every day here.  I had good intentions, but I think taking my mom to the airport to leave for San Diego and finding out while I was ( Read more... )

As I mentioned in my last post, my dad left for California this weekend.  Considering the trouble Mom has been having with her Multiple Sclerosis lately, neither dad nor I felt comfortable with her staying by herself for an extended time. This means I need to spend the weeks he's gone and before she joins him living with Mom at her house. I also ( Read more... )

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I won’t bore all of you, and myself, by sharing all of the nitty-gritty details about how my job is swallowing my life. I’m sure you can infer what you need to know from the total lack of posting and by me telling you that I’ve worked 50 hours the past two weeks, and at one stretch worked 12 days in a row. I’m slogging through, trying to get enough ( Read more... )

I keep having snippets of blog posts float through my head. But sitting down and writing them was impossible while in Illinois and yesterday I was laying low and avoiding the world.  It's been an emotional, whirlwind few days - geez, it's been almost a whole week, hasn't it? Ugh.

Last Wednesday was just what I needed. Jeff had made plans with amazoniowan , dancpharmd , ( Read more... )

About 11:30 this morning, I received a call from my dad that Mom had pushed her medical panic button and was having trouble staying conscious.  Apparently she'd tried to reach my cell phone, but since it was in my purse in my desk, I didn't hear it.  She wasn't quite "with it" enough to try my work number.  She also tried to call dad, but he didn't ( Read more... )

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