Personal

I'm not wrong. It turns out menopause can break your brain.

It's funny where life takes you.

By the time I publish this post, our 1952 brick ranch on a busy Decatur corner will belong to someone else.

I am having trouble focusing on work or normal life tasks even though the conflict is on the other side of the world.

Someone said on Twitter that 2021 really came in with that "hold my beer" energy and they were not wrong.

I started regularly blogging again as a way to deal with my anxiety over the pandemic. I have always processed my thoughts best through writing. And, I wanted to keep a record of what life was like during this time.

We set up my son's desk in the dining room. In August, this will again be "school" for him, though right now it is the scene of too many Roblox marathons.