October Thoughts

I started this year full of hope and dreams. Excited about my surgery – planning to recuperate, recover and smash out a half marathon as a goal to keep me motivated. I wanted to read 100 books this year too. I guess you had other plans for me. Like learning patience, compassion, kindness. To myself … More October Thoughts

Dear Uterus

It’s been six months since you left me. Or I left you. Either way, you went up in flames in a medical incinerator, for which I’m glad. You were the bane of my life for around thirty years and I fought so hard to have you severed from my body. So how am I doing? … More Dear Uterus

Night Cafés

I listened to the Sam Jones Off Camera podcast with Patton Oswalt last week. Patton has talked in the past about Night Cafés; a room that you walk into, that you walk out of as a different person. It intrigued me, so I thought about what mine would be, so in the order they came … More Night Cafés

Going Viral

I had an odd week last week. Hubs had to stay home to look after me one day, which unless I’d had surgery, was unheard of before now. Archie came in to kiss me goodnight, surveyed the state of me, then kissed me on my head. The next morning he appeared beside my bed and … More Going Viral

concentrate… concentrate… I’ve got to concentrate… concentrate… concentrate…

I started crying at work today, then found I couldn’t stop. It’s a funny thing, when the seal gets broken, all hell breaks loose. I do know where it came from, but holy moly the force of it took me by surprise. BossLady was mortified she’d upset me. The girls in the office were great; … More concentrate… concentrate… I’ve got to concentrate… concentrate… concentrate…