What now?

After I quit my horrible job, which I’ll go on about in a later post, I was not sure what I was going to do. I knew I needed some healing time but then what? The healing time took a little longer than expected. Turns out adjusting medication is both trial/error and a lengthy process….

2020 Taking its last swings

Christmas Eve was punctuated by the blood curdling noise of branches ripping though the house. The upstairs bathroom has a seven foot limb hanging from the ceiling. The attic has some very large holes in it. In fact, they are large enough to crawl out of onto the roof (in my skinnier days, anyway). These…