Category: Life after divorce

  • Digital clean slate

    I’m making room for new dreams. Today I went through my Amazon account, and completely wiped it clean. No wishlists. No subscribe‘n’save. Nothing in the cart. Nada. I emptied my IKEA wish list. Clean as a whistle. Absolutely everything is gone that I have ever thought about bringing into my old life. Everything is gone […]

  • NaNoCertMo: Users and Permissions

    Can I just say I’ve missed command line? I didn’t realize just how much. I picked up a smattering of Linux in the 90s. Just enough to play and code for a Mu*. (I miss the multi-user shared hallucination, y’all.) Then in my 20s I worked with a mainframe environment, with COBOL and JCL, and […]

  • NaNoCertMo: Navigating the System

    I finished the first section, which is meant to take seven days, in five days. This will eventually catch me up in the class, so that I finish on time at the end of November. One down. Five sections to go. Twenty-five days left. I don’t think it’s a surprise that I did this by […]

  • 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, […]

  • NaNoCertMo 2018

    Well, October was beautifully writealicious, and now it’s time to buckle down and also to sack up. I’ve been having an on-again off-again relationship with getting myself up on my financial feet. I started a class, then divorce happened. Pain happened. Loss of insurance happened. Everything happened except me finishing the damn certificate. I got […]

  • Virtual high-fives for everyone

    This month I have written through my own excuses. I’ve looked at them, listened to them, recognized them, and then walked right through them like they were cobwebs disguised as cages. I found out I can do what I didn’t think I could. I’ve learned I can write even when I absolutely don’t think I […]

  • 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. […]

  • 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. […]

  • Sundowners in Whoville

    This week’s Five Minute Friday writing prompt is: WHO. I really want to write something about Doctor Who here, but my brain is too tired to be clever. There isn’t enough coffee in the world, after being up most of the night with my Maggie Mayhem cat, who is 18 1/2, and has the occasional […]