404 days, with a moment of victory

It’s been a month since I last posted. It hasn’t been an easy time, though I know my life is very smooth compared to most. But I started hitting burnout soon after, so when that happens, things fall to the wayside. Today, though, I have to give voice to a celebration. CN: discussing crimes againstContinue reading “404 days, with a moment of victory”

Day 365. Holy Cow.

Last year, at this exact time (3:45 pm), my boss was telling my team to take anything personal home with us. Closure had not yet been announced at work, but illnesses were escalating dramatically and the situation in Westchester County, NY, was already devastating, to the point where they’d announced a mile-wide “containment zone” aroundContinue reading “Day 365. Holy Cow.”

Day 80, with Nebulas, Protests and Curfews

Holy crap, folks. Okay, so first, because it’s most MOST important and this blog is for me to remember dates and times things happened* as much as it is to share with others, this past weekend there were nationwide protests about police brutality, systemic racism and government-sanctioned murder. It’s amazing to watch these protests unfold,Continue reading “Day 80, with Nebulas, Protests and Curfews”

Day 41, with 50 yrs of Earth Day

It’s weird that I can’t go out and enjoy the burgeoning spring on the 50th anniversary of Earth Day, but I get that the weirdness is also poignant and poetic. I’m not the best steward and I should learn more skills in that area, and figure out how best to protest misuse given my physicalContinue reading “Day 41, with 50 yrs of Earth Day”

Day 34, with Exhaustion

Yesterday morning my voice was ragged and low, what Jon calls my Kathleen Turner Overdrive voice. I sounded like a massive cold was in my throat and lungs, snot not there yet but oh-yeah incoming. And I was TIRED. Really darkdeep tired. I was seriously debating calling in a sick day. But people need, andContinue reading “Day 34, with Exhaustion”

Day 24, with Inspirations

CW: Coping or lack thereof, discussion of a death unrelated to COVID-19 It’s funny how many tiny inspirations a person can pull from their immediate surroundings when trying to cope with a mass trauma event. I’ve been through more than one, and normally I get my coping juice from being outside or with blooming thigs.Continue reading “Day 24, with Inspirations”