Exceptional

I have been quieter than usual the last few days. A lot going on in my mind, and more challenge than usual to gather and capture all my thoughts and emotions to put them in order to write. This post, I'm not sure there is order in my chaos, a sure sign of a me…

Right where I need to be

Blogging. It seems the process takes on life of its own. There is so much to write about, yet so little of any substance. Or so goes my judgment and justification for why I'm not getting more posts written and published. I have been pondering blogging a fair amount in the month of September. Not…

Relationships matter

After a day of couch surfing, crying, feeling sorry for myself, I finally picked myself up and got annoyed enough with something else. So I got started deep cleaning my shower, which led to decluttering the countertop in the master bathroom. And more crying. One of our final interactions we were looking at apartments for…

Hello again

I have been MIA - again. While I have been pretty busy - because we're all pretty busy - it's essentially a lame excuse. My focus of late has been on my better health, getting my big girl capris out of their twist and bitch-slapping myself back to reality. I'm doing fine. I'm not slacking.…

Better choices today

Immediately after bleeding my angry rage post yesterday, I was off for a visit with TM (my therapist, for newer readers unaware of my tribe of experts). Even in the midst of my own crazy, I understand when the walls have closed and boxed me in and how I need help getting out of a…

The aviary, anxiety, and getting on with it

Mish-mash catch-all post with updates on various happenings in my life. Busy days this shortened work week, but before I get too engulfed by various things I wanted to provide a quick update on current events. Cheepers I wish I'd thought to take a more recent photo, but Cheepers is still with us and appears…

Baggage

April has been exhausting. Work is busy, hectic, crazy. Personal life is busy as well. But this is normal. This is typical. But it's the stuff in storage that is steering me in a funk-like state that is bordering depression. When my mom died a few years ago, I could not shed her house and…

My silly life

I'm not sure anyone's life is truly silly, but sometimes I come here to write about something profound and all too often - I got nothing. Which is probably just as well; my version of profound could be more wool-gathering, navel gazing on the price of avocados ... and I don't even eat the darn…

Closing doors, opening windows, emptying spaces

Last night I received a nice email from a former friend. It was an apology for things that have disrupted and eventually ended our long friendship. I read it last night, again this morning, and am now organizing my thoughts here before composing my reply. I had the pleasure and privilege of lunching with trainer J and…