Dump (last few wine bottles from garden project). Break the fast. Weird here without the dog. Weird without WiFi…but, whatever. Radio all day. Bag hanging clothes. Box last few breakables, pack odds and ends. Break down sofa. Rapid and merciless assessment of garage (not much packing, mostly organizing). Confirm start date of new job (Tuesday?)…
Category: cohabitation
The Evidence of Love.
It’s good to remember that so much of who we are and how we behave stems from how we were raised. I grew up in a family where our Mom basically dreaded every holiday. It was a lot of annoyance and overwhelm and effort for so little reward, was the annual message. Despite this script,…
Obia Dobia Shmobia.
Philemaphobia or Philematophobia- Fear of kissing. Philophobia- Fear of falling in love or being in love. Fear of missing out on something good/great/fantastic because you’re afraid you’re in too deep, getting too close? Is there a word for this? (And, no, that’s not it. Not the words I’d use, exactly, but close.) Not too deep…
Eyes Wide Open. (Literally.)
It’s well early of 0630. She suggests he come and try the seat to her right, it might be softer. He declines. An older, country gentleman in a fresh t-shirt and his ‘good’ cap. He’s used to being uncomfortable. A softer yield in a chair seat isn’t going to make much difference. -Didja remembah to…
