Ah, the cheap murder house, a staple of horror movies. Someone, usually a couple of someones, buys a suspiciously affordable living space only to find that it’s priced that way for a good reason. Most often it’s haunted by the ghosts of people who murdered and/or were murdered there. (Though sometimes the problem is aContinue reading “The Horrors of Adulting: Cheap Murder House”
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The Horrors of Adulting: Labyrinth of Peopling
I’m late, y’all. Late to the autism party. But I’m finally here. I’m an older millennial, and I was introduced to the concept of neurodivergence sometime in the twenty-tens, probably. When I could spare a thought its way, I derided how doctors were over-diagnosing and throwing pills at kids. Something something Big Pharma? Case closed.Continue reading “The Horrors of Adulting: Labyrinth of Peopling”
The Horrors of Adulting: Beatrix Potter
When I was a wee lass, I loved me some Beatrix Potter. I wanted to pass on that love to my eldest when she was a toddler, but I had apparently blocked out the more disturbing aspects of the stories. I didn’t get farther than “The Tale of Tom Kitten”, which concerns a clowder ofContinue reading “The Horrors of Adulting: Beatrix Potter”
The Horrors of Adulting: Five Less than Ideal Ways I’ve Resorted to Making Money
I have a Bachelors degree in English. Which means I can teach English if I get a Masters in English, maybe. That is all. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Thankfully I’m now gainfully employed full-time, but in the past I’ve had to scramble. *Now, to be clear, I’m about to doContinue reading “The Horrors of Adulting: Five Less than Ideal Ways I’ve Resorted to Making Money”
The Horrors of Adulting: A Car Story
Today, I was involved in my first two-car collision. I was at a four-way intersection, and I was thinking the corner on my right had a stop sign, but by the time I realized it did not, and that the other driver was not stopping, we had crashed. It’s been a few hours, and timeContinue reading “The Horrors of Adulting: A Car Story”
The Horrors of Adulting: Devil House
I’ve recently entered the early stages of middle age, but until recently I’ve never really felt like an adult. For the fourteen years we had been married, my husband Andrew and I were living in a house his grandparents bought and rented to us for peanuts. Until the pandemic, we lived paycheck to paycheck onContinue reading “The Horrors of Adulting: Devil House”
The Horrors of Adulting: Sometimes, Dead is NOT Better
This is my neighborhood. Pretty, innit? But you may observe there are no sidewalks. So when my two-year-old wants to go for a walk, we have to perambulate in the street. It’s very quiet, the official speed limit is 15 miles an hour, and there are loads of kids around, so drivers tend to beContinue reading “The Horrors of Adulting: Sometimes, Dead is NOT Better”
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