Category: Anxiety

  • Plugging along at StraighterLine

    I’m halfway through Introduction to IT through StraighterLine, which transfers as Fundamentals of IT at WGU. It’s been a bit uphill both ways, but not in a snowstorm. My hours were cut at work, which you’d think would like life easier, but the amount of work we were expected to do didn’t change. We just […]

  • Next year becomes never.

    This week’s FMF writing prompt is: RUSH I hear it all the time, about how we all need to slow down, stop rushing, stop hurrying, take a break. Sometimes, though, the day needs to be seized. Hard. Carpe testiculum. A week ago, I found out someone special to me was in hospice, and, dear reader, […]

  • Some days are just green beans and mustard, and that’s OK.

    This week’s FMF writing prompt is: CONVENIENT What a prompt. My head’s going all over with it. The first thing that comes to mind is convenient food. I hate it. I’m no food purist – more than one dinner has been cold canned green beans dipped in mustard and mayonnaise mixed together. I’m classy like […]

  • Life is better.

    The first FMF writing prompt for 2019 is: BETTER Life is better. It’s full of struggling to balance two jobs with taking care of elderly pets and trying to squeeze some time to live into that life. It’s getting up at 5:00 and going to bed at 10:00 even when I really really try to […]

  • Repeat: The quick, quick version

    This week’s Five Minute Friday writing prompt is: REPEAT. Hi. My name’s Jae, and this is my brother Pete, and my other brother Repeat.[note]I had to.[/note] You guys. Holy cow. I’ve taken three run-ups for this OS class, and failed every time. But this time I’m screaming through the class like a Bentley on fire, […]

  • Insane courage, lodgepole pine, and having a voice

    Today’s Five Minute Freewrite prompt is: VOICE I’m not writing today because my voice is not important. My voice got me in trouble when I used it as a kid, and as a wife. My body and heart are quick to remind me why it’s a bad idea. My voice is not important, and when […]

  • Personality defrag

    The Write 31 Days prompt for today is: The struggle is real. What’s yours? For nearly the last two years, I’ve been doing the work of pulling myself together. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been a chameleon, and I hate it. There was an art to being safe in my childhood home. […]

  • My own private Ida-nope.

    Today’s post is short[note]Stop sighing in relief! I heard that![/note]. I’m going to go to bed early. I’m going to get up later than I’ve been getting up this week, because I’m writing this ahead of time. I’m scheduling it. In the morning, I’m going to take a longer shower than necessary. I’m going to […]

  • It’s my first ex-anniversary, and boy are my arms tired

    Twelve years ago today, I made some vows with and to another adult human. The vows were real flippin’ easy ones, and they were the same for both of us. They were so easy, and the ceremony was so fast, that the photographer missed the kiss for the first time in his 50 year career. […]

  • This post was filmed before a live imaginary audience.

    Today’s Write 31 Days prompt is: Audience. I’m constantly trying to sneak things past my own internal censor. She’s a fiend with a massive sharpie. (Sometimes a sharpie is just a sharpie.) I have what my biopsist described as a “nice crop of nodules” on my thyroid. It’s uncomfortable to swallow, talk, and/or breath. Makes […]