A shitty day.


Today has been a shitty day. I’ve cried for almost the entire second half of it and it’s only 6pm. Two hours of that was spent sitting on the deck getting fresh air to try and make me feel better (didn’t work) and wiping snot on my shirt because I was too lazy to go get the tissues. Continue reading “A shitty day.”



Not long after our son first came to live with us, I was around at my parent’s house with him. After playing with all the standard toys for a while he rushed into the spare room. My mother laughed. “I know what he’s gone to get,” she said. As his giggles subsided, I heard it. The most evil of noises, the most horrible sound – a small, plastic toy lawn mower. Continue reading “Grandparents”

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