Eeyore Quit Calling Me
She called for the entire morning commute. I tried jokes. I tried changing the subject. Nothing worked. Conclusion: I can't help her. I just have to let her be.
In search of the thirtysomething mom
Newly divorced in Texas, looking for other thirysomething moms with teenagers. Can't find them anywhere. Turns out they're too busy scraping a living to have time to meet me.
Unpacking the Feels
A friend called to ask if I was done unpacking yet. It had been three days. The crock-pot was in a box labeled 'Deep Fryer.' So no. I was not done unpacking.
