I changed it for today to Moody Mondays. I am sure there is something magical in here somewhere, but for now I am just in a weird place. My hormones, along with the sugar, are giving me grief. I will go from being completely ok, socialising and generally having a good time, to total panic… Continue reading Moods
I stumbled across this:"Every relationship will get "boring" after you've been together for years. Love isn't a feeling, it's a commitment to love every day, physically and emotionally. It's difficult, it's not always laughs, smiles and fun. People tend to quit when it stops being fun, and they go look for someone else because the… Continue reading Love
I was collected from work in pouring rain. He dealt with crappy traffic ... okay horrendous traffic since everyone forgets how to drive when there is water falling from the sky! A cup of tea (I'm seriously addicted to my cup of tea - I'll think about getting therapy ... not.) made *with love* and… Continue reading Coming home
I am thankful for the flexibility my life currently has. I am able to work from home, date others, explore my passions, work in an office, travel and do all those little things often taken for granted. My current view is my backyard (what there is of it), a cloudy sky and some bushes. There… Continue reading Flexibility
"We need to talk about Kevin" by Lionel Shriver is one of the most confronting books I have read in a long time. I stumbled across this courtesy of my daughter and I read it in one sitting. Gripping stuff. I am not going to wax lyrical about how easy it is for mass shootings… Continue reading Being "Mom/Mum/Mother"
Quick note, I am working on a post a day. So please be patient with me 🙂 As you are all aware, R and I are poly. Now many people do not understand this, and generally take it down to the common denominator which is that we have an open relationship. This is true with… Continue reading Being at peace
A long, long, long time ago, a young woman loved to read books. So much so that every Friday on the way home from school she would pick up 10-12 books (tomes to everyone else) and deliver them safely on a Monday on the way back. In the house during the week, the only books… Continue reading Happy ever after
It has been a week from hell and there is still time left. 12 hour days, stress over finances, sick daughter, sick R (though he is doing the "I'm dying but I refuse to see a doctor" thing), and general life crap. The temperature ranges from "hell is cooler than this" to "I wonder if… Continue reading It is the little things