Guys, it is the middle of my work day. I'm sitting at home, working from home - because I can do that, you see - and I am so distracted and so bummed out. My body is aching, my head is pounding and I can't shake a way-more-than-vague sense that I am just doing life… Continue reading In which I get honest about the trickiest of tricksters
I read too many blogs. You know how I know this? Because I sat down to write, and my first thought was, "So what'll I DO in this first post? A list of resolutions? A check-in on my domestic progress? An outfit of the day or a photo of my last meal?" And oh, gosh,… Continue reading In which I wax poetic. Or philosophical. Or candles. Whatever, I don’t know.