His Dream, Not Mine
I neglected to mention what happened when I called TWD last week to arrange the handoff. “Do you have a couple minutes?” I asked. “I was…
The Rain Test
Eventually, I’m going to have to stop posting about TWD. After all, no one is going to date a girl who blogs about her ex-boyfriend every…
The Truth, The Whole Truth
Today makes two weeks. My brother called to see how I was doing yesterday and, after a few minutes, finally ventured “Is it too soon to…
Best Practices for Breaking Up
I’m terrible at break ups. That not to say that anyone is particularly good at them but if there’s a better way to handle things and…
Throwback Thursday: Introducing Abuela Esther
It took some digging but I finally found my first ever post about my grandmother. This was written in the days before she moved in with…
Between Crazy and Comedy
I was wrong when I said the saddest part about breaking up with TWD was breaking up with his kids. That was a sad part but…
Tell Me on a Monday?
It’s been three days, ten hours and approximately 35 minutes. I feel okay. I feel good even. As if a weight is lifted, but then, without…
A Girl’s Guide to, you know…
Step 1: Remove photos from desk Step 2: Remove photo from desktop Step 3: Unfriend Step 4: Unfriend Mutual Friends, Set 1 (his) Step 5: Notify…
How to Avoid Judge Judy
When I told my mother that TWD and I were *thinking* about moving in together, she gave me two pieces of advice. 1) Make sure you…
Mountain Lions in the Basement?
This happens every time. I think to myself, “Yes! I have a few days off! I’ll go away somewhere for some peace and quiet.” And then…
My 2014 Hit List
I like sleeping. A lot. Hence the reason I want to murder people who wake me up earlier than I intend to wake up. For the…
My Post New Years Confession
I have a terrible confession to make. Yesterday, despite having spent hours on a beautiful new “2014 Time Management” spreadsheet, I spent the day in pajamas. …
Kat Echevarría Richter 