Month: July 2015

  • Don’t Talk To Me Before Coffee

    While stripping all the beds in the house of their sheets this morning (It’s Clean Sheet Day! Huzzah!) my husband fiddled around on the computer and changed the wallpaper. Where there had been a lovely photo of all three of our children crammed into a cardboard box (as children do, much like cats) was now…

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  • Breathe

    I was absolutely exhausted yesterday. I have no idea why. Well, I have some suspicions. Eating too much pizza with a side of Toblerone with a side of coffee with a side of Doritos is probably not helping. Also, not getting to sleep until two in the morning and then being woken up four hours…

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  • The List Doesn’t Matter

    Tomorrow is another day. I really hate that quote. Of course tomorrow is another day. Just like water is wet and my Swedish heritage makes me recoil from the sun like a vampire. Tomorrow is another day, and no doubt I’ll be sitting up in bed a few hours before Tomorrow gets here, scribbling down…

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  • No Amount of Caffeine Will Save You

    I am currently hunkered away in my bedroom, with the door locked and the laptop in front of me. This is “getting away” now that I have children. This morning, I woke up a half hour before everyone else simply so I could take an uninterrupted shower and have time to do something with my…

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  • A Cover and Things

    It’s Monday, and things are starting to feel a bit more like they’re getting back to normal. We had a weekend where we weren’t working on cars or painting the house or anything else that wasn’t going to church, taking the kids to the park, and sipping milkshakes. Which was lovely. I’m still lacking on…

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  • The Last Phone Call

    A little over three weeks ago, 22 days to be precise (I could count the hours, too, but I’ll refrain from going that far) my father died. I haven’t mentioned it here because I didn’t want to. I couldn’t figure out the words to type, and when I tried to type words that weren’t quite…

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