I'm tired of singing.
So let me tell you.
I've started doing crosswords. Jordan and I curl up on the couch, work on the crossword together, decompress about our days, put some music on, high five when we finish it. He likes it out here, and we work as roommates. I'm nervous about having my old friends and new friends touch, terrified that someone'll realize I'm a fraud. But I'm not.
I start domestic violence/sexual assault advocacy training Saturday. I'm totally excited and super scared.
Teri and I talked on Wednesday about TEOTW and the current "crisis" and all the different reactions people around us are having. I don't quite fit in the scared shitless category, but I know I'm worried about taking care of everything I need to in the next couple years, and everyone financially surviving.
Tonight, I'll drink scotch and yell at the debate on television. It's also october, and that means post-season baseball. My mom turns fifty this month.
Everyone around me is breaking up, and that means I have a peck of amazing women with wavering confidence trying to reinvent themselves and regain their sense of self, including me. I'm taking time for myself and trying to remind everyone to breathe, and be kind to themselves.
Andrew's rekindling Movie Maddness, and there's a group of us trying to get together on sundays for knitting.
Right now, the Decemberists are singing about the Tamarack, which is in Beckley, West Virginia. I come from a weird place, let me tell you.
Tomorrow, I'll change my voter registration from Ohio to Washington, I've been here almost three years.
I've started doing crosswords. Jordan and I curl up on the couch, work on the crossword together, decompress about our days, put some music on, high five when we finish it. He likes it out here, and we work as roommates. I'm nervous about having my old friends and new friends touch, terrified that someone'll realize I'm a fraud. But I'm not.
I start domestic violence/sexual assault advocacy training Saturday. I'm totally excited and super scared.
Teri and I talked on Wednesday about TEOTW and the current "crisis" and all the different reactions people around us are having. I don't quite fit in the scared shitless category, but I know I'm worried about taking care of everything I need to in the next couple years, and everyone financially surviving.
Tonight, I'll drink scotch and yell at the debate on television. It's also october, and that means post-season baseball. My mom turns fifty this month.
Everyone around me is breaking up, and that means I have a peck of amazing women with wavering confidence trying to reinvent themselves and regain their sense of self, including me. I'm taking time for myself and trying to remind everyone to breathe, and be kind to themselves.
Andrew's rekindling Movie Maddness, and there's a group of us trying to get together on sundays for knitting.
Right now, the Decemberists are singing about the Tamarack, which is in Beckley, West Virginia. I come from a weird place, let me tell you.
Tomorrow, I'll change my voter registration from Ohio to Washington, I've been here almost three years.