Memory has often been a challenge for me in my past. Sometimes, a big challenge. I’m noticing lately that I’m forgetting stuff. Teensy stuff, like whether I turned a light off, or if I’ve said something. A client told me yesterday that I’d made the same joke about his last name the last time I’d
So, here I am, working away my day, and my beautiful and amazing wife shared a video. It was cute, and lovey, but also super sciencey. Science-ish. Sort of related to Science. Well, actually quite scientific. Aha! Scientific is the word, there. “…also super scientific.” Check it out, it’s only a few minutes: Now,
Depression kicks me in the nuts on a regular basis. After my revelation yesterday, I think my brain decided to get back at me. I had nightmares regarding my mother’s ex-husband, my family’s number one abuser, Dirk. I dreamt of endless arguments. I begged, pleaded, raged, and prayed that he would understand. My mother wasn’t
Depression is a dark hole. A void in your soul, a black lens across your vision. Seeing through it can be hard, if not impossible. I feel like a worm in the bottom of a dry well. I know there is light above me somewhere. Everyone tells me I should be able to see it. I
Jenny and I have a problem. Well, we have a lot of problems, but one is bugging me now. It’s cleaning time, and has been all year. We have a house with a weird layout, which means it’s impossible to use space efficiently. It also means that we can never guarantee access to everything all
Employment is a strange thing. Working at home, in an office, in a business, wherever, means that you report to someone else, and that you aren’t ever going to be 100% in charge of how you spend your time. For a while now, I’ve been working outside the house as well as at home. Lately,
Trans Lifeline is a non-profit crisis line, ready and willing to hear your call. If you are trans, gender fluid, gender queer, or any other place on the spectrum, they are there for you. I could go on, and on, and on about how awesome this is, but just check out their website, okay? In
For about 10 years, I’ve been dealing with shoulder pain. I never could figure it out. Finally, my Primary Care Physician referred me to an Orthopedist and we got to work. After a physical, I did four weeks of rehab work, to no avail. Let me tell you something. It sucks to have shoulder pain.
This time of year, Arizona is wet. Very, very wet. Yesterday it rained a lot. I drive a teeny little motorscooter and rain doesn’t mix well with safety on two wheels. Yesterday, I had to wait at work until the rain stopped. As soon as it cleared up, I popped on my brain bucket and
Jenny has convinced me, time after time, to give Jane Austen a chance. Each time I watch something new, I’m sure I’ve got it all figured out. Honestly, the end results of the movies/books are super predictable. This is most likely because I’ve been reading at a college level for over 15 years now, and
