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Realizing I'm not good at social media...
Too many people connected on Facebook makes it hard to tell who my audience even is anymore, and instagram isnt really for sharing much detail. Nothing feels appropriate. I dont think anyone who knows me reads LJ now, so I guess it's safe enough to speak here ( Read more... ) -
Hurricane Irma
On Friday, 9/8/17, Mark and I left Lutz to head to Cullman, AL. We had decided the night before to evacuate ahead of the storm, as we were questionning just how effectively our old house could hold up to a storm of that magnitude. At the time, it was expected to float along the east coast of Florida, but I felt uncertain that it would stay the ( Read more... ) -
Doomed
I think my marriage might be doomed. It seems like for a long time now, everything is wrong. I don't know how to make it better. It might be character flaws in both of us that will never change. Can we keep holding on? Can we keep fighting? How many dumb fights that blow out of proportion before we both give up at the same time? How many days of ( Read more... ) -
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Not even lunch time yet and my whole week is booked solid. -
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I just love when my boss makes a decision for me and doesn't tell me about it, then appoints me in charge of answering questions about it while still not giving me any information. Welcome to corporate middle management. -
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Dealing with problems is so much harder when I'm the one that caused them ( Read more... ) -
ghostly encounters
Mark and I are now settled into Grandmama's house. By settled in, I mean of course that all our stuff is here and so are we, not that we are organised in any way. All the same ( Read more... ) -
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Another friend becomes a parent. 3 more years till I'm 30. Holy shit. -
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Worked a bit on cleaning out Grandmama's house today. We were really just trying to plan her memorial party on the 3rd, but ended up over there gathering supplies and things and straightening up. I brought home some clothes of hers that I really loved, and then spent the evening inhaling them deeply and crying. That smell will only linger for so ( Read more... ) -
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I hope I'm not speaking prematurely, but it sure seems that Grandmama's number is finally up. We've spent the last two days at the hospital with her, and at my mom's trying to stop her cleaning frenzy/coping mechanisms from taking over. Yesterday morning I got the call from mom saying that the doctors were advising it was time to make a choice ( Read more... )