The Faculty Only Restroom
Last week, I met with my boss (one of my bosses, I should say) to request a promotion to Senior Adjunct Status. I had to go…
One Month Later
It’s been one month. One month—with enough snow to make anybody suicidal— and somehow I’m still waking up every morning, putting one foot in front of…
The 40 Days Phenomenon
So I stumbled 40 Days of Dating recently. I don’t know how I missed it—it’s been all over the news and in magazines and supposedly they’re…
Tongue Tied
I don’t know what’s happened to me. I’ve never been a proper extrovert but there was a time, a long, long time ago now, that I…
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…
Breaking Up… with the Kids
The saddest thing, by far, about this relationship ending is that it hasn’t left just one hole. It’s left three. TWD’s youngest accidentally took a pair…
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…
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