Today is the first actual paid day of work for me. A lot of you are a little confused as to what it is I’m doing, and honestly so am I, but let’s see if I can clear things up a bit. Rob is the Tour Manager for The Marvel Experience and I will be ...
This morning I woke up homesick. But I was confused because I couldn’t imagine being homesick for Nashville. I must miss my sweet, sweet children. But then I thought I miss my friends, I actually made friends in Nashville, and I missed them, I miss the familiarity of my little city. I miss watching the ...
As I sit in the airport waiting on my future to arrive in the form of a big plane, it dawns on me that I have nothing on my mind. No thoughts, no concerns, no comments about hipsters, nothing. My head is the emptiest it has ever been in a long time. I’m good with ...
I’m not a logical thinker; I’m an emotional thinker. But I often try to find the logic in things. This morning I woke up, like most of the World, to the disaster that is Ferguson, MO. After a one-sided debated with an unsuspecting, still half asleep husband on minorities, slavery and the American Indians (all ...
I’ve noticed that I count days – 81 days since I closed the bakery; 17 days since I stopped bartending; 9 days since my last blog post and three days since I left the apartment. In the last almost three weeks, I’ve read four books. While that may sound envious, it’s not good, it’s not ...
The call finally came in last night at 8:30 and the job we had hoped for and the job that Rob wanted came through. We will be traveling around the United States and sitting in a city for a month at a time. This new job gives me plenty of time to explore major cities, ...
The culmination of weeks of job hunting has boiled down to two specific jobs. Job one is a definite and job two is 95% a sure thing. Job one leaves next Tuesday, and job two would leave in two weeks. There are so many variables with both jobs when it comes to our personal effects, ...
What do you do when you ask for something very specific, and you get precisely what you ask for, but then at the same time are offered something else, something shiny and more? Rob and I have always said we just want “enough.” Enough to pay our bills, take care of the kids and some ...
I know I’m supposed to have my shit together by now, after all, it’s been 44 days since I closed the bakery. However, yesterday, as I laid in the fetal position on my bathroom rug, crying uncontrollably, I thought to myself, I should be over this, I should be happy, I should be composed. Yesterday, ...
I know I was supposed to be impressed, and I guess I was, but there was no blood in this moon. It was a typical lunar eclipse or at least it looked like that to my tired untrained eyes, with an equally tired dog wondering why we were up before she wanted to be up. ...
I was a single mom for a good part of my kids childhood. I don’t remember a lot of their childhood. It was a long time ago, 23 years ago, and because I was a single mom, working two jobs to make sure we had food on the table. But the one thing I do ...
This morning when I said I was going for a run, I was happy to hear “I’ll come with you!”. That “run” turned into a walk, but I had company, Rob. Today is a home game for the Titians and while that means 100% nothing to me on any given day, today it meant a ...
My aunt asked me that question yesterday. “The question really is, what would Julia do?”. What would she do I wondered? She wouldn’t be in this situation to start, but if she were, she would make the most of it I suppose. From all that I’ve read of her she was a carefree, devil may ...
I had all the right intentions in the world on Saturday. We were going to go out to breakfast, something we haven’t done in over 14 months, and then walk to the Dragon Races downtown. I woke up with great intentions and a great mood, the day, however, end the polar opposite. While we were ...
If running has taught me anything over the years it would have to be, some days are harder than others. Today was a good running day, but a hard life day. Today I struggle with “what’s next” and I find that it’s harder to deal with “what’s next” in 825 square feet with your husband ...
What do these seemingly unrelated cities all have in common? Places where Rob is looking to relocate and when I say, Rob, I mean, Rob and I. Day 3 started out with me wanting to hang pictures and realizing we don’t have a hammer or nails. Who doesn’t own a hammer or nails? My father ...
Day 1 was a fog. I woke up crying at 4:30 am, fell back asleep and woke up for good at 6:30 am with an overwhelming sadness. I suppose I was in mourning for my little shop and my loyal customers (who left me so many kind words, all of which I read at 4:30 ...
