Category: feelings

maybe it’s the street lights blazing outside my window all night every night. maybe it’s mother nature. maybe it’s just this time of year. whatever it is, i’m tired of light pouring in all night only to wake up to a dark morning.

getting out of bed is as easy as crawling out of cement.

jealousy is the sibling of low self esteem and together they’re a terrible monster living under the bed.

i bought an umbrella from CVS. it has a “lifetime guarantee.” i’m pretty sure they define lifetime as a simple drizzle on a non-windy day. death occurs when wind reaches 4mph and/or raindrops have a diameter of more than 1/2″ and/or it’s used on more than one occasion.

i spent all saturday with my friends’ son (and my friends too). we looked at pumpkins and apples and llamas and we read and we rolled around in the grass and i hung him upside down and he chased me and we played soccer and we laughed and giggled and laughed and laughed. he asked “why?” i said “because it’s nap time because the sun says yes because i can because you can because i searched for animals because she’s your sister because you’re a big boy because my arms are tired because that’s what my grandpa taught me because you win because your mom asked you too because don’t move because you’ll get sand everywhere because you’re silly because i’m wearing boots because i said cheese because i’m tired because you’re making me laugh because i don’t know where that is because we shouldn’t tell your mom or dad because i live too far away from my nieces and nephews so i’m adopting you as my local nephew.”

i gave him some cider donut and red velvet cupcake. (i told his parents.) he tucked his hand in mine. i fell in love with him all over again.

a hideous screeching vibrating wailing screaming came through my radiator. louder and louder. i froze. if i moved, would my whole floor collapse? i tiptoed out into the hall where other curious coworkers asked what was going on. “i think we’re going to die,” i said. G, who gets startled just from running into people in the hall, said, “i’m going to go figure it out,” and walked into the dark stairwell. “i’m not going down there,” i said, but helpfully turned on the light. this was an october noise. nothing good could come of it.

i’m supposed to be in charge while my boss is away. guess the bosslady badge doesn’t come with courage.

G reported back they were putting up a light fixture in the mailroom. the noise we heard was drilling.

a new bagel shop opened up yesterday. i need to test it to see if my “i only get bagels in NJ” rule stands or if i can make an exception.

i am a “woman with the hips for laughter.”