Yesterday the kid and I were supposed to take a road trip to a state park we’ve never visited, just to have a look and hopefully a swim (with every intention of staying in the car if it wasn’t possible to keep a safe distance from people) but she woke up too anxious to even […]
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For most of my adult life, I lived like that—$20 and half a gallon of gas away from the edge. Sometimes I had a little more margin for error, a few times there was a lot less room to misstep. I’m not ashamed of that. A lot of people live there; I was in very good company. But it’s one thing when you have a variable-hours, minimum-wage job, a disabled husband and a small child. It’s something else when you have a decent job but just can’t figure out how the heck to stop living on that edge. When you have more money and less responsibility (disabled husband having passed on, child having grown beyond the need for paid child care,) you should be able to pull out of debt and make progress, right?
So I didn’t even mention here, but I went away for a week. The kid, the roomie, and I all ran off to marvelous and beautiful Sedona. We got home today. I’m way tired because I drove nearly four hours, after getting up early and packing, and then unpacking and I’ve got laundry and the
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I have a ton of stuff to do today (due to too much slacking off yesterday) so let me get right to the point. First–Dana Point, California. Between LA and San Diego, absolutely beautiful, and WHALES. Whale-watchers are seeing record numbers of gray whales migrating this spring, and I was lucky enough to go see
So we’re back from Pinetop. Here are some obligatory pictures. Not too many, because I didn’t take a ton and also I’m too tired still to put a lot of work into posting. The child met a squirrel. This picture is from after she petted it. I did the dutiful mom thing and yelled at
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Before the horror fades into fond memories of adventure, let me warn you off going Greyhound if you can possibly avoid it. We were to leave at ten a.m. June 5. The bus we were to get on, however, broke down, and they just canceled that route. We waited until almost two in the afternoon
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