There’s a proverbial “ancient Chinese curse” whose age and place of origin I cannot verify. It’s a wish that one live in interesting times. These are they. Leaving my job and relationship was difficult, and certainly not having an income is scary as hell. That’s not to oddest part, though. What’s truly interesting is my…
Saturday Rediscovered
I’ll be the first one to admit that down-time is a good thing for anyone, but the fact is that I’m just not terribly good at it quite yet. After mowing not only my own lawn but the back lawns of the three adjacent neighbors (yeah, I’ve got a little nervous energy working), I did…
Saturday Morning Fever
I rolled out of bed at 9:38am. On a Saturday morning, I got out of bed at twenty-to-ten. You don’t have to get how nice that was, but I do, and it was glorious. Busby was still snoring in his crate at the head of my bed, and Tate was curled into his accustomed little…
Starting fresh
It’s true that I’m no longer affiliated with ThreadBear Fiber Arts Studio. There is loss involved. I suspect that it will take a while to work through that loss, but I’m well, the dogs are well, and we’re all moving on. Beyond that, I’m in the first hour of my first real Saturday off in…