I'm not a quitter, I'm just listening — Ah, vacations. They’re what we live for right? Time off from the absolute train wreck that some of us consider our “day-to-day” to be. We put in hours of work at a job, a “side gig.” …

Making friends in our adult years — why is it so hard? — Recently, my husband and I moved cities. Nothing drastic, but on a good day we are now about four hours away from where we once lived. We changed jobs, we changed addresses and we left friends that once took up our weekend plans. To be honest, I never gave it…

My mind makes memories from moments that matter — Last night I was lying in bed with my husband and dog. We were all situated in a way that allowed us to be touching — but remain comfortable enough to sleep. It was truly like any other night, but the feeling of happiness radiated throughout our bedroom. We were…

The age of being broke as a joke and learning about finances the wrong way — I rolled over to my alarm the same as every morning. One eye open and an audible groan emerging from my mouth. I grabbed my phone and silenced the alarm, making sure to turn it off. …

My shins aren’t mad about it — Where I currently live, the temperature is finally beginning to get up past 0 degrees on the daily. For the majority of winter, I would wake up an extra ten minutes to head out to the car to scrape off whatever the winter gods had decided to dump on my…

Not always, not even often, but sometimes — I just want to be alone — It was 8 o’clock on a Saturday night and my husband and his friends were all gathered in the living room. They were drinking beers, laughing, and playing games. It seemed like the ideal way to spend an evening. The type of night that normally, I would be cracking a…

Is it just me, or is anyone else exhausted? — The other night I awoke to the sound of sirens, each vehicle adding to the worst version of a musical you’ve ever heard. I have never in my life heard that many service vehicles at once and knew that there had to be a fire somewhere close by. I got…

#3 The naps … oh the naps — The last time I visited my parents, I went alone. I spent a couple of days in a time travel machine that took me back to being fourteen, living at home, and not having a care in the world. It got me thinking. As I laid sprawled out on the…

The atmosphere of marriage — This week, my husband and I are away from one another for the next five days. This isn’t long, I understand that. I also know that for us since the pandemic began — we have been attached at the hip whether we like it or not since day one. We…