First, I know it has been quite a bit since my last post. I did warn you at the start I would be terribly inconsistent. I was home and went back and came home again in the time since my last post. I've struggled with my own aimless path, frustration and restlessness. I've tried to … Continue reading frustration.
Tag: aging
well hello there…
I did warn you that I would fall off the blogging wagon here early on so you knew to expect it...but here I am again. Some days I get so tired of everything sucking that I can't stand to hear myself think never mind carry on a conversation about how ridiculous this or that is. … Continue reading well hello there…
a case of the Sundays.
I love a good Sunday, things are usually quieter and it is a day I can catch up on stuff. Today is a rare day when I don't have anything planned or scheduled and I was so looking forward to 'sleeping in' and having an easy day whatever that may mean. I am back in … Continue reading a case of the Sundays.
Long goodbyes….
are one of my least favorite things. It's been a whirlwind today as I have been preparing to go back home for a few weeks. Setting mom and Stanley up for success has been my goal and I think I've done all I can do at this point. I love that pets are allowed and … Continue reading Long goodbyes….
if you can laugh while talking about your own funeral…
Mom and I have a dark sense of humor as I mentioned before but we aren't the Adams Family either. Yesterday we talked about her transition off this earth/ out of this life... whatever you want to call it, death. It is something we've talked about over the years. There isn't a lot of stigma … Continue reading if you can laugh while talking about your own funeral…
take the good days when you get’em
& don't ask questions. Tempting fate... after my marathon of adulting and getting mom's things in order. Sidebar: My mother is meticulous, worked as a bookkeeping and medical claims coordinator for a dental practice ( i.e. background in finance and keeping diligent books ), has lived alone since I left the house at 17 and … Continue reading take the good days when you get’em