I remember this day, in 2017 when we woke up into a new national nightmare, thinking, hoping, praying, Maybe it won’t be as bad as we think, maybe he will ease up on this hate he’s playing with and do the job he agreed to do. I remember feeling nauseated, thinking of all the strong […]
It didn’t come with a breakdown, no wailing, no thrashing, just a slow, dull thud. A culmination of all the things, so many small things and a few big ones, a few old ones, all piling up so I couldn’t see where I was going and splat. I’m not going to enumerate my grievances here,
On January 6, 2021. at around 10AM, Michael stepped into the garage and said, “Uh oh.” The drop ceiling where the upstairs bathroom plumbing goes was . . . sagging. Significantly. We had noticed there was something leaking over the summer, but it seemed intermittent, and we couldn’t find it, and it seemed to have
