The last couple days, I've had a hell of a time sleeping. The thing is, I think I think the hard part hasn't been dealing with the loss of my friend. In many ways, those of us who knew him also knew this day was coming. He was an amazing man and he'd been fighting… Continue reading 232. How to… reach for the stars.
Okay, y'all, so I wasn't dead, but I've been gone for a hot minute, haven't I? The year got off to a bit of a rough start for me. Covid finally got me, and I've been exhausted dealing with that and stuff in real life, so I had to disappear for a little bit and… Continue reading 230. How to… come back from the dead.
Okay, so... I spent most of the day in bed today. Bad Nova. This morning, when I woke up, my back and my neck were pretty messed up. I assume I slept on a rock, or was teleported to an alternate dimension wherein my mattress was made of pointy sticks. In any case, it's been… Continue reading 229. How to… give yourself a break.
Y'all... there is not enough coffee in the entire state this morning. Last night was my first night in the house dealing with "oh shit" storms. In Nova-land, I categorize storms in three ways: Level 1 - "Oh, meh." - A minor inconvenience. Sugar dissolves in water, after all. Level 2 - "Oh, my!" -… Continue reading 227. How to… wake up.
I know. It's been a long time since last!blog. But guys... Guys... being a new homeowner has been simultaneously the most awesome and the most exhausting thing I have ever experienced. If it weren't for the fact that I looked at my phone earlier, I'd have no idea what day it is. I'm pretty sure… Continue reading 226. How to… make time.
Oh, my gosh, you guys. If all the stars align and nothing explodes and there is literally nothing else crazy that happens, I close on my first house in like nine days. Nine. Days. My house. A house of my own. With four walls and a roof and a yard. In a neighborhood. With kids… Continue reading 221. How to… see through the darkness.
It's my biiiiiiiiiiiirthday. I will be spending it drinking mass quantities of delicious hot cocoa, singing karaoke into my hair brush, and... trying to survive dinner with my family without mention of politics, the gay agenda, or how things should be exactly the same as they were fifty years ago. I might need a little… Continue reading 220. How to… celebrate you!
Okay, I couldn't help myself. There's probably a special place in hell reserved just for me based on that title alone, but it's been a long couple weeks, alright? I made myself giggle and that's what counts. So, here's the rundown: I think I'm closing on my first ever house at the end of October.… Continue reading 219. How to… do that voodoo that yoo-doo…
Apart from being a whole exploration of the idea of Stockholm Syndrome, Beauty and the Beast was simply just... one of my favorite Disney movies. It was when I was a little girl, it is today, and it probably always will be. I could care less about some of the more controversial ideas attached to… Continue reading 217. How to… hold on to the hope.
So... the house didn't work out. The inspection was the stuff nightmares were made of, and the seller I think was hoping that I wouldn't be smart enough to hire an inspector of my own. He refused to address any of the issues, so I walked away from the deal, and it's back to the… Continue reading 216. How to… give yourself a break.