Category: Daily Life

I bought the ticket

I am taking the rise.

Hope I’m on the correct train.

Anyone else enjoy converting Celsius to Fahrenheit in your head or is that just me?

This week, when I have the urge to social media, I’m instead forcing myself to open Seterra and quiz myself on world geography, practice a language, or practice Morse code. So far I’ve learned that if I ever leave the United States I’ll be pretty lost and I’m more likely to succeed ordering a taco in cw than Spanish.

I’m studying world geography. Let’s just say there is no doubt I’m an American.

I’d like to think I wasn’t always a dumbass but there isn’t a lot of evidence to support that assertion

At some point you just have to come to grips with the fact that you will never matter to others as much as they matter to you

After all the chaos, I am returning to chanting

The outpouring of love and offers of assistance during Evan’s plight touches our hearts. The doctors are pleased with Evan’s progress but are having him stay another 24-48 hours. Evan is quite done with it all and would like to go home today.

A good friend has been counseling me on accepting offers of help. He has encouraged me to publish my Buy Me a Coffee link.

Our physical needs are met. I joked about needing a massage and someone has arranged that! Cathy wants our sidewalk finished so grab your shovels! 😉

Evan and I were supposed to be taking this past week and next week to make repairs on his car for his return trip. A beloved friend has offered to get the car to a mechanic to make it roadworthy and assist with some of the cost of repairs. If you would like to lighten his burden or help with our unplanned travel expenses, please see the Buy Me a Coffee link below. Thank you all! Each of you have already helped us through this trying time.

If you wish to help financially, this is my Buy Me a Coffee link: https://buymeacoffee.com/djuggler

“Overcomplicated it”

There are days that I cannot help but wonder if choosing sobriety wasn’t the biggest mistake of my life

You must be perfect all the time. Anything less is unacceptable.

I slept with earplugs in last night. Woke several times thinking I’d lost my hearing.

I looked at my watch this morning to see the temperature was 17°. I’m thrilled to say I didn’t even think about Fahrenheit. Without a conversion, no math, no thinking about the other temperature, I just knew what 17°C means for my comfort. Also without math I instinctively knew it to be 65°F…but I didn’t need to think about it that way because Celsius now has meaning to me like learning a new language eventually just becomes natural.