rambling Footie Updates... My sore footie, not the fun football footie. Had my follow up appointment today about my ankle. The MRI showed a variety pack of old and new damage. I have a tear in my Achilles tendon and one in my peroneal tendon. Both lateral tears. Think of a split in
rambling Softly This morning I had my MRI. The first thing they do is give you an outfit to wear. A lot of clothing has metal in it, rivets in jeans, underwire in bras, metallic threads in other clothes, so to be safe you have to change clothes. But it was not
rambling Get Uncomfortable... Today I did an uphill run. I hate running uphill. It's not fun. It's hard. My ankle ends up just angry and sore by the end. It's not a thing I will generally choose to do. But today I did an uphill run. Doctor&
rambling Failing... You all know how much I hate to fail. I really hate it. I love a gold star. I love goals. I love stretch goals. I love to pretend they are the patriarchy and smash them all. But right now I'm failing hard. And I hate it. I&
rambling Alternative History... If you were or are a comic book reader you're familiar with the whole multiverse thing. Alternative timelines in different worlds that are all changed, sometimes subtle changes, sometimes drastic ones because different decisions were made. It's a storytelling tool they use to try and inject
rambling Better or Worse One of the things that would probably be most shocking to anyone not living in the United States right now is how very uniformed a lot of the people living here are about what is happening. Tens of millions of people didn't even vote in the last election.
rambling True Romance... Okay if you haven't read the post I sent out just before this one, you will want to read it first. So start with The Affair and then come back to this. That piece was one of my fiction exchange pieces with Dana. I wrote it last October
rambling And Dusted... I mentioned the ad agency yesterday. I worked for them two times. The first as a bookkeeper and then we moved to Colorado Springs for a few years. When we moved back they rehired me as an account executive. I'm one of those employees that gets personally attached
rambling Money... Back in the way before times, before I was retired, before I was a stay at home mom whose kid didn't, before I was a massage therapist, before I was an advertising account executive, before all of that I was a bookkeeper. And one of the things I
rambling Honesty... I haven't written in a couple of days and I have like three ideas for blogs but instead I'm going to write a fairly short one to give you an honesty update. I feel very down today. Like energy is tanked. No motivation. Absolutely no desire
rambling Are You Real? I've written before about how frustrating it is to be someone who writes when you cannot reach someone through words. When someone is grieving and you cannot comfort them no matter what you say. When you know someone is about to make a terrible decision but there is
rambling Give Me a Break... It's been a whirlwind of shit the past three weeks. It's by design. They planned it that way. To overwhelm the systems. To flood the zone with shit. To keep throwing so much stuff at everyone that there is no way to keep up. To ignore
rambling Bully for You... It's a sad truth that often a child's first bully is their parent. Sometimes the parent thinks they are doing the right thing. Toughening up the kid so they won't have as many vulnerabilities in the real world. Or trying to fix the kid
rambling Spare Me... Just realized that would be a great title for a short story, might be a Spare Me (Fiction) sometime... ANYWAY... I'm reading a few newsletters right now. A variety pack of liberal voices to make me feel better about the world. Action items, news recaps, think pieces, fluffy
rambling Timing... If I had heard Personal Jesus before People are People I think I would have been a Depeche Mode fan in high school. As it was I wrote them off as Depressed Mode and barely tolerated them. As a weird aside, Just Can't Get Enough is one of
rambling Infection... In October of 2001 I was dying. I mean, okay, technically we are all always dying. But my death was a lot closer than I realized. I was actively dying. I've written about it before. I was going in to the grocery store and put my hand directly
rambling January Recap Normally I would write this on the last day of the month but I think I'm going to be too busy to write tomorrow so today it is. If it ends up I have time tomorrow then maybe I'll write some fiction, or work on the
rambling Present Tense... Sunday morning we were going to get up and go out to breakfast then go to the grocery store. I've talked before about how much I hate going to the grocery store. And, yes, I know hate is such a strong word. I hate it. And I hate
rambling Check Lists... When Brent was on sabbatical he wanted to help take care of the house so I wasn't stuck doing all of my normal stuff while he enjoyed nothing but free time. I know, I might just keep him. Anyway...he wanted to help but he didn't
rambling I Forgive You... Or not. I mentioned that part of my year long hold on to joy with both hands was using the daily positive thoughts book as a sort of devotional. I read their thought or quote, I think about it and then I write just a couple lines down about it.
rambling Time Out... I've been warning everyone since the election that the first week was going to be horrific. That was all part of Project 2025, hit the ground running and wrecking. Get as many EOs signed as possible and as Steve Bannon puts it "flood the zone with shit&
rambling Check In... Did you do anything fun this week? That's a question I ask Katie every week when we talk on the phone. I do it for a few reasons. First off I don't want our entire conversation to be about work, health, and the weather. Another reason
rambling And So It Ends... Oh wait, that was supposed to be begins. And so it begins. Doesn't really feel that way right now. Last night the news leaked that one of his first Executive Orders was going to be stripping rights from trans people. Taking away the protections they have and forcing
rambling The Void... Not being on Facebook and sending out these posts via mail is sort of like shouting into the void. I told Brent on Friday that it was weird. I mean I can see that people are receiving the posts, which is better than when I was on Facebook and I
rambling Good Enough... Yesterday was a one star day. I set up three things to get stars when I decided to go back to actual stars. I've had, in the past, as many as 6 things I was tracking, but this time I went broad strokes. So three are up for