As I sit here and type, I look back at the last 60ish days of 2020. I spent November packing, sorting, and getting rid of my things and filling my children's rooms with their stuff. I rehomed the guinea pigs - Neo and Winter went to a friend of a friend. Silo and Muffin went … Continue reading 54 Days….
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The Last Two Months Of Heart Breaks
I watched the door close behind the kids as they left. I found out later that they had been recording me to use it against me. He had told them to do that. I can never trust a visit with my kids, I told myself. Just like their father, they know how to push my … Continue reading The Last Two Months Of Heart Breaks
8 Months of Heart Breaks…
Let me state this simply - the Whip and I have parted ways. There... That's said... I can now go on to everything else that has happened since... When did I last blog? My eldest decided to move in with his father in February. I'm kinda glad he did, because it gave the other two … Continue reading 8 Months of Heart Breaks…
Gorfest
Rawr! Dancers! On Saturday the 24th, Jay Sparrowtree from the Whip dropped a comment in staff chat that to both myself and my uncle, Black Ort, took to mean that Black Ort's Master's Round Table was being moved to something called Gorfest for the day. We literally looked at each other and said "what's Gorfest? … Continue reading Gorfest
Six Months
It's been over six months since my last post. I haven't had much to say. Or too much to stay, and unable to write down what I feel. December happened. And it blurred. Working long hours for the delivery company. Working just as long for Black Ort and the Whip and the Gorean University. Then … Continue reading Six Months
Brake Check
Last night, I got to a delivery and dragged a Christmas tree from my car and I delivered it to the recipient, and spend the next hour shaking. I haven't been able to get my blood sugar up all day. I blame that on feminine issues, and on having to use too much brain power … Continue reading Brake Check
Step on a crack
A trio of little girls, 9-12, sing a familiar song as they walk home from school. One has a really long city bus ride ahead of her, as the three of sing an old refrain. "Step on a crack, and you'll break your mother's back." Two of the little girls are trying to avoid the … Continue reading Step on a crack
Come back to me…
She's come back to me... No, not who you are thinking of... But someone who means the world to me. I wasn't allowed to be there for her. Now, maybe, I can.
Victories
My Elf Little victories have been happening in my life. Far too many to even begin listing off here. I've been given more responsibility at work for one. I'm waiting to be told that I can train other new drivers. Being able to touch the Pacific two weeks ago, and again last week, was beautiful … Continue reading Victories
Over…
Spitfire has been announcing over the various places we inhabit online that we're over. I have to sit back and look at the last few months... Both of us have had our mental health upsets. For her, a tentative diagnosis of autism is leading her to a potential treatment. For me, after waiting for a … Continue reading Over…
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