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”
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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”
