Hubby and I are on a weekend trip with friends. Yes, I know. We are in the middle of managing two houses, packing one, moving into another, and generally living in a state best described as “controlled chaos.” So naturally…we ran away for the weekend to make life easier. Solid plan. No notes. It’s day … Continue reading Not Today Gravity
I’m writing this while I’m supposed to be socializing. Which, if you think about it, is a strong indicator of how this evening is going... for me. For everyone else? Oh, they are thriving. Hubby included. Radiant. Engaged. Positively buoyant in a sea of handshakes and conversation. Meanwhile, I am over here realizing six months … Continue reading I Came. I Socialized. Everyone Else Was Thriving. I Executed The Restroom Dodge.
Let me explain how we got here. Earlier today…there was a situation. A stranger approached the house.There was movement.There were sounds.There was… paperwork. I took action. I alerted.I warned.I escalated appropriately. Management’s response? “Relax.” Relax. And that is when I knew… this “city house” organization no longer values my contributions. Also—while we’re discussing concerns—stranger people … Continue reading The Wonderdog Strike: Until Further Notice
I came home from the lake yesterday to do the thing I’ve been avoiding for weeks. Pack the quilting room. Although calling it a room has always been a bit generous. This was never just a room.It was where things were made and where thoughts made sense. It was a fully operational textile ecosystem. Two … Continue reading It Was Never Just a Room
Last weekend, we helped Middle S’kiddle move into her first place. And just like that… our house got quieter in a way I wasn’t quite prepared for. Not empty.Not sad exactly. Just... different. What is a S’kiddle, you ask? Fair question. When my husband and I got married, we didn’t just bring two people into … Continue reading The Last S’kiddle Leaves the Nest
Third Act With Pattie 