Continuing the midlife crisis theme this week, because it’s just so good. Check out the previous two week’s memoirs for the beginning of my musings on this topic. I’ve been texting and emailing a bunch of ladies to share little non-crisis anecdotes here, and spend a bunch of time putting these together every week. If you actually care and want to support me, consider becoming a paid or free subscriber. Both are food for my soul. Cheers!
Today was a day of toughness and indecision. I was paralyzed by choice and option, muddled by all that I could do and should do, and so thusly did not much of anything. I wrote something else to be published today but it was - not “too emotional,” which is what I was about to type, but it was moody and borne of my unhappiness with how the day went, as opposed to emotional due to passion or something else that means something to me. I didn’t love it.
So I went for a walk - after all the domestic bullshit that evenings bring here, listened to an Irish lov…
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