So all that worrying and panicking and putting in twenty applications over the weekend led to 4 calls for interviews today. But my first pick
My daughter turns 25 today. My only daughter. My first born. I was seventeen when I had her and I was a total fucking mess.
I only worked a half day yesterday. My kiddo texts me right before 11am and said that he was finished with school and he asked
I made it home. Dayton isn’t really that far from Knoxville. It’s about a 4.5-hour drive. Somehow I usually manage to make it a 6-hour
I’ve been blogging for a few years now. Not every day, but most days when I’m in my happy place. And I follow lots of
I think the last time I posted anything, I was feeling like I was on my death bed. I was really sick for two days