I know it’s been a while since I’ve updated and I only have myself to blame. Ever since the move, I’ve had a hard time adjusting to a new schedule for life. The move-in process has been slow-going and every time I start to get some work done around the house, I get overwhelmed and
We can pretty much file this blog entry under “Sh*t That Would Only Happen to Me.” Which I don’t actually have a category for… maybe it’s time. The past few weeks have been dedicated to moving (yep, I moved again. For hopefully the last time) and as I’ve mentioned so many times before, I hate
THERE IS A GOD DAMN LIZARD LOOSE IN THE HOUSE AND WHAT THE ACTUALLY HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO ABOUT IT?! Let’s flash back for a moment. I’m slowly getting moved into my new house (let’s not talk about the mess… boxes everywhere). It’s been over a week now and unpacking is slowgoing at
We live in weird times. I suppose after over two years of a global pandemic, that really goes without saying. Add in the fact that I live in Florida and really, I should see this as all perfectly normal. Hell, there were people marching and waving Nazi flags down the street from my house yesterday.
Avoiding Neverland 