RS: plagues and missing the point

Well. The HVAC folks determined that we needed to replace our gas line and alter our bathroom plumbing. HAD WE BEEN INFORMED ten weeks ago when the project began, this would have been simpler. But now we wait. (Do we do anything else?) Gas people showed up, said there’s no problemo, turned on our gas, […]

RS: in which hvac sparks a personal crisis

This heating system, if it’s our only solution, single-handedly blows our budget. For a brief, glimmering moment, we were businesspeople. We were wise; we were large and in charge; we had more than just enough. We’ve been pruning our budget, spending more time than money, stalking Craigslist’s free section (I can’t lie…it’s my home page). We just bought […]

young, stupid, and making it {2}

{This is the second half of a monster post. Read the first half.} People have asked lately whether I have any regrets about marrying young. That answer (of course, since I just told you in big bold letters) is no. Life since then has meandered in the general direction of What We’re Supposed to Do. It […]

young, stupid, and making it {1}

{Due to the monstrous size of this post, I halved it.} With the internet abuzz (slightly abuzz – it’s not North Korea) with the topic of early marriage, I’ve ducked my head and, as I devotedly do when hard things swirl about my end of the blogosphere, pretended not to notice. Controversial topic pertinent to […]

sense: how to deal with not making it

I tend to gravitate toward people whose lives make no sense.  I can’t explain it. I like it. I like them. I like their fearless, and even fearful, excitement about doing the right thing, even in the face of no money, no spouse, no privacy, and lots of rules about what you cannot drink or flush. They stride straight — or […]