It was your average Tuesday afternoon. The sun was at the spot in the sky you’d expect the sun to be at 3:45. It was about as warm as you could hope for it to be at the beginning of March in Eastern Washington. The old man in the white pickup waved at me...
Read more →On my best days, I compose thought-out blog posts – each word chosen with a purpose, each sentence artfully constructed. On days far from my best (and also far from my worst), my brain turns to mush hours before bedtime and all that’s left are bullet points: Our new washer & dryer were delivered...
Read more →Have I ever mentioned how much I hate moving? How much I hate having boxes stacked in the garage, so many that I can’t even PARK in there? I mean, my god, how horrible is my life. We have so much crap that it fills our garage to the point that I can’t. even....
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