Category: Musings

  • October 17, 2023

    I’m forever asking Hannah if she can see my boobs through the shirt I’m wearing. I hold them like they need to be supported while asking. Every time, she says that she can’t. “Really? You can’t see my moobs?”

  • October 15, 2023

    While walking to my haircut appointment this afternoon, I realised that I don’t actually listen to the words in songs. It’s been a while since I’ve taken a walk with my headphones on, something I love to do, so I haven’t been paying such close attention to what I’ve been listening to. Chelsea Cutler has…

  • October 14, 2023

    I was working away at a few things today. I put the first coat of wipe-on poly on the bookshelf. Finished turning a bowl. Made a handle for the crochet kit and filmed it for Monday’s video. Once these things are wrapped up, I’ve got a few more things to get started on, like yarn…

  • October 10, 2023

    I learned something about myself today that I already knew. See, I was given the day to clean a room of the library. Just the one room. It was a mess, filled with loose cables and broken computers. Spending the day working on just the one task reminded me of how I work best when…

  • October 8, 2023

    I’ve never been all that big on family events. Dinners and barbecues, weddings and celebrations, with my family have never appealed to me. I’d rather not go. My extended family gets along great, from what I can tell, but I can’t seem to find the same comfort in their company.

  • October 7, 2023

    The last few visits to the shop haven’t been as productive as I would’ve liked. It’s been scattered. I’ll start something, leave off and start another something, and then leave that and do something else. The focus and commitment isn’t there.

  • October 4, 2023

    When we were growing up, my dad had a section of the basement cordoned off with a brown curtain. My sister and I were not allowed there. Nothing nefarious was taking place – my dad used to have a side-hustle repairing electronics.

  • September 28, 2023

    It happened again today. Somebody told me that the reason people keep asking me for help is because I keep saying, “Yes”. I was probably complaining about feeling overwhelmed or simply too busy.

  • September 21, 2023

    On Monday, we did the most “big city” thing that I’ve ever done: rooftop yoga.

  • September 10, 2023

    I’ve been aware that I’ve been having dreams lately, not like Martin Luther King, but while I’m sleeping, and I don’t like it. I can’t remember most of them, which is frustrating in itself, but I woke up pissed off about something that happened in my dream, and I can’t remember what it was.

  • September 6, 2023

    We got a membership to the YMCA on Saturday. We went to our first class today. We can’t stop complaining about how sore we are.

  • September 2, 2023

    I was up until 3 am this morning, taking photos of pens. I wanted to make sure to get some pictures before delivering them. This afternoon, we made our way over to Bill Miles for Men to deliver 18 pens.