Just when I thought I was running out of ways to phrase similar versions of the same thing—“lots of snow, little mobility, eternal frustration”—the universe cursed me with actual developments to report. Developments I wish hadn't transpired, but at least it's fresh content (can I call this a silver lining?). This entry will nonetheless be … Continue reading Snow Diaries, Day Five: A Twist, and Not the Good Kind
At approximately 9:00 PM last evening, I swapped my slippers for an actual pair of shoes for the first time in days, put on my winter coat, and went outside for a blast of fresh air. I of course had an ulterior motive: to check the sidewalk situation. Nothing had changed on that front, so … Continue reading Snow Diaries: Day Four (Parole?)
It’s my third day of snow-forced seclusion, and my morale is wavering but still by and large intact. (I'm not including Sunday, the day of the storm, in my count because I snuck in a three-minute mental-health ride in the early morning, before the snow picked up. This was probably ill-advised—there was a bitter wind … Continue reading Snow Diaries: Day Three
It's the second afternoon of my post-storm snow-in, and I remain in good spirits. Indeed, my most pressing issue isn't boredom, depression, or ennui but rather having a packed schedule and an overly ambitious to-do list that's way too long to be realistic. I'm already significantly behind my entirely arbitrary schedule for the day, but … Continue reading Snow Diaries: Day Two
I'm starting off strong here and staying true to my word by making today's entry in the snow/prison diary in which I plan to document this current period of winter confinement. While I hope that this will be a two-day thing, I suspect it'll be a significantly longer-term project. Watch me curse myself weeks from … Continue reading Snow Diaries: Day One
[Please note that it's now the day of the snowstorm, and conditions have very much changed since I finished—and neglected to publish—this entry. Expect a full-on storm post soon; I'm considering trying for a daily entry until I'm able to resume some semblance of normal life, but no promises.] I write this in the short … Continue reading The Night Before the (Snow)storm
If one measures accomplishments in tangible output, as our capitalist society is wont to do, my summer and early fall weren’t incredibly fruitful. As a productivity-worshipping perfectionist whose self-worth has traditionally been based on such standards, I feel obliged to remind you that my lack of much to show for these months was by design: … Continue reading Just Like Christmas
My husband and I got home last Tuesday after a very full, very satisfying vacation. We covered a ton of figurative and literal ground in our ten days on Prince Edward Island: quality time with family on both his side and mine; visits to beaches, towns, and what pass, in that tiny province, as cities; … Continue reading Back to Reality (and My Sewing Machine)
It only occurred to me last night, a few days after the fact, that a two-year anniversary passed on March 7 (I think?) without my registering it. Two years and less than a week ago, I was discharged from the rehabilitation hospital and plopped back into real life. It’s now been two years, and I … Continue reading A Happily Missed Milestone
One of the few happy consequences of my recent confinement was that I had plenty of time to implement stage one of my training for a 10k I’ll participate in this coming May. To the unimaginative among you, it might seem strange that I committed to a race when I can’t walk to the corner, … Continue reading In Training
De Morbo Sacro: Life and/with Epilepsy 