13,700 Days Alive
It’s New Year’s Eve and I’m at the apartment, laying in bed with Mellon. We’re likely to celebrate the new year by sleeping.
Take your meds, folks.
13,700 Days Alive
It’s New Year’s Eve and I’m at the apartment, laying in bed with Mellon. We’re likely to celebrate the new year by sleeping.
Take your meds, folks.
13,640 Days Alive
1 Creepy Customer
I am exhausted and have to get up early tomorrow to get my words in before I go drop my car off for repairs (finally) and pick up my meds.
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1 Massive Migraine
I’m feeling like my brain is caught in a vise. I can’t quite get comfortable and everything hurts just a little… or a lot.
Continue reading “Of Excedrin and Exhaustion”13,350 Days Alive
1,402 Blog Posts Since PostmarkWonderland Started
2 Vanilla Cupcakes Eaten
1 Mount Laundry Conquered and (Mostly) Put Away
Today was Chele’s grand-tiny human’s birthday party. I managed to avoid sunburn, talking to too many morons, and getting smacked by an errant pinata stick. To be clear: none of these happened. I am grateful. I am also grateful for the invite in the first place.
Continue reading “Of Laughter and Laundry”13,336 Days Alive
It’s the first of the calendar year! While I celebrate the turning of the Wheel a little more frequently than every 365 (ish) days, I do also embrace the mainstream holidays as well.
What does this mean for New Year’s Resolutions?
Continue reading “Of 2022 and Tomfoolery”