I’m making an effort to post blogs even if they’re short and silly. Such as this one.

I need to clean the house. The kitchen is a mess, as is the bedroom. It never takes long to clean up and it’s always very gratifying, but I never want to get started. Ugh. I’d much rather take a nap until Matt gets home and make him cook dinner. Or buy dinner. But I’m going to make stuffed poblano (right?) chiles tonight, because I bought the black beans for it and brought home a baguette. See? I planned. Now to actually do it.

Stupid comfortable bed.

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I'm a young, childless widow who is trying to figure out the best way to deal with the world in light of my late husband's suicide. It's harder than I ever imagined it would be, but somehow at the same time I am still alive and even happy sometimes.

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