There’s never enough time

There's never enough time, when you want to tell someone you love them.  You forget to when they leave in the morning, or when you drop them off. Then something happens... And time stops. Time has stopped for Spitfire over a year ago.  For the last year, she has been slowly watching her father degrade … Continue reading There’s never enough time

Continuing On

I had two job interviews this week.  One has gotten back to me, and they went with someone else.  That's fine. I couldn't afford to buy the clothing they would want me to wear in their job.  The other one is a union job, and the second interviewer's eyes went wide with my tickets as … Continue reading Continuing On

One Step

As I type this, my hand hurts. Loads. I had jammed my finger when I was taking a course in a trade, and it hurts like a dickens still, but of course, that was yesterday. See, I found a place that was offering for their clients, and in-house staff, forklift training for a literal song.  … Continue reading One Step


I fill out forms and more forms and even more forms, as I drive myself into a tizzy.  The very needed certificate to prove I took a course years ago has been printed. With this tiny slip of paper, I am suddenly employable.'s been so long since I took the course and test, that … Continue reading Whoops