Mondays are Hard

I don’t wear a bra on Mondays. Or brush my hair. Or wear deodorant.
I creep out of  bed around 5:15 am and get myself into whatever clothes I can find (sometimes inside out and sometimes my shirt is on backwards) and feel my way out in grogginess.
Every other weekend, the girls are with their dad, [...]

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Thought Provoking Questions…and answers

1. What were you afraid of as a child?
The dark. I was terribly afraid of the dark. And moving out of my comfort zone. Speaking to adults. Change. When I was an early teenager, my mother would drive up to the door of the market and hand me money and tell me to run in [...]

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Safety

I went over to the shop today which is in our “downtown area”…the place where the group of artisans (me included) are doing a two month co-op. I went in and discovered the door unlocked.
I have thousands of dollars of merchandise, paintings, t shirts, prints, hand painted step stools and some hand painted quilts that [...]

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