On Thursday I got an email from a client who I haven’t heard from since the very beginning of the COVID outbreak. This is not unusual. This is the type of client where months can…
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The COVID Diaries: To Destruction
I lost my first client today for COVID-related reasons. Lost might be a bit of reach. I’ve been paused. I suspect there is a lot of pausing in my future and I’m doing my best…
The COVID Diaries: Paprika Part II, The Deviled Egg Boogaloo
My BFK and her husband Atom own a little diner in Savage, MN called The Windmill Cafe. Maybe I told you all this? They bought it from my parents? Remember? Back in January? As you…
The COVID Diaries: We Get What We Get
One of the tough things about aunting in the time of COVID-19 is managing Cade’s anxiety. He’s a recently clean (one week so far) anxious autistic kid with ADHD and other special needs and an…
All the Anger is Unexpected
When I first glided into my 40s back in 2012 I was super chill. I thought, finally, I have reached the age where I just do not care. I have no fucks to give. I’m…
Small Delights
As this godforsaken year of dung and doo doo comes to an end, I find myself spending a lot of time processing. Or is it struggling? I’m trying to figure out the boundary between self-care…
Annus Horribilis
“2019 is not a year on which I shall look back with undiluted pleasure. In the words of one of me, it has turned out to be an annus horribilis” Jodi Chromey ripping off Queen…
How Do You Describe the Impossible
When April started I had big plans to blog every day like the glory days of the 200 project. I did really well for three days. Then something happened. Something else probably happened, and then…
SotW: Cowboy Take Me Away
We were on our way to Mankato to see Jason Isbell. Wolfdogg, Heather, Jaycie, and I were not really speeding down 169, but making our way. There was a lot of road construction. As we…
The Endlessness That You Fear
“I am sad,” I say to Walter a few times a day. He always looks at me with his Arms of an Angel eyes, then I scratch his butt, and feel momentarily better. I keep…