Living in Boston these last months has felt a bit like an extended Christmas – new gifts spread out over time. My apartment is still more than 75% un-complete; each week, it seems, I buy some new piece of furniture, make a plan to pay it off, and begin to scheme over the next oneContinueContinue reading “Dance “review”: Compangie Käfig”
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6 lessons I learned from couch surfing
I have no couch. I haven’t had one since back in December when I still lived in a 3br house in the Arkansas ‘burbs. I miss having a couch. I miss stretching out to watch TV or snuggle with my dog, or catch a nap in the sunshine on a weekend, after which I wakeContinueContinue reading “6 lessons I learned from couch surfing”
Grief
Every year around the 27th of January, I think about grief, mostly because it’s an anniversary of the death of a friend, and every year, my little community who remembers her reflects and expresses our grief in varying ways. Strangely, today I’ve found a different way to think about grief. This is a weird postContinueContinue reading “Grief”
Therapy, thy name is California
Confession time. When I lived in Arkansas and it got “cold”, I would judge my fellow Arkansans on their inability to withstand winter temperatures. I would routinely, in my judgmental Yankee head, and sometimes out loud, scoff, “I’m from New England! This isn’t cold!” However, when I was searching for my next home, I really,ContinueContinue reading “Therapy, thy name is California”
The proper tool for the job
For 2 whole minutes I struggled and swore at the bed frame. You see, about an hour earlier, I’d heard the reluctant voice of my movers: “Uh, ma’am?” Setting aside that it still weirds me out to be “ma’am” to anyone, it’s never good to hear that tone; usually that means your favorite cherished breakableContinueContinue reading “The proper tool for the job”
Everything and a Racehorse 