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“The ordinary man has always been sane because the ordinary man has always been a mystic. He has permitted the twilight.
Tag: <span>marriage</span>
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My workroom is a mess, but I’ve completed all projects on time, actually, a couple of days earlier than planned. My customers were pleased and very appreciative. A gigantic poinsettia is now displayed on our window, and a gift basket full of gluten and dairy goodness has been regifted to a neighbor’s home, and it will make their Christmas a bit heavier.
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My husband passed his stress test and got the cardio clearance for his DOT card, the permission to drive commercial trucks, which he sometimes needs to do when a driver calls off in the morning.
Scott’s post touched my heart, and it also gave me a heavy dose of keep it real. I fell in love with writing while blogging. Now it’s no longer a love affair, but a real hobby, something I do for my entertainment.
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I have left the stage of nervousness behind a long time ago. I am now a calm mess. No fidgeting, just a quiet stage of waiting to hear the verdict. It’s going to be good because the bad already happened. It can’t happen again.
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Hope is not the thing with feathers
That comes home to roost
When you need it most.
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A monthly review, late as usual. September, a month full of surprises, life just the way it’s supposed to be. “My wife will divorce me,” a statement made by my husband at an eye exam. It’s so typical for him, but he meant it.
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My husband, the crazy, wonderful man I have been married to for decades, worked 14 hours straight, two days in a row. Which—how do I put it mildly—is completely insane.
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I didn’t know what cornbread was. It’s part of the American heritage, a kind of sweet bread made out of maize that’s hardly known in Europe, or Austria, where I am originally from.
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I am often asked what a typical day is like for me. And before the end of December 2020, the answer was clear, at least for the first part of the day.