Three weeks ago I posted about being torn on whether or not to keep exploring a relationship with the “nice guy”. At that time, I recognized that I don’t really trust my own instincts, and wasn’t sure if I was really feeling it or forcing it. Continue reading
A month ago tomorrow I had an episode that sent me to the emergency room. As a person who has foolishly played the role of my own doctor for years, it was surreal to check myself into the ER with pain I wasn’t able to diagnose or control. Continue reading
A lot can change in 100 days. 100 days ago my friend Wayne was still alive. 100 days ago I was patiently waiting for the man I loved to work through his commitment issues so we could start our happily ever after. 100 days ago I was commuting an hour each way to a job that had long ago lost its luster, and took mine away with it. 100 days ago I was driving past all the suburban soccer moms in my neighborhood, dreaming of being like them someday. 100 days ago the pieces of me fit together differently. Continue reading
Every now and then I have a really bright idea… I like to think of them as moments of Jeanius. Unfortunately, what separates Jeanius from genius is the added layer of awkward on the inevitably misguided outcome. Continue reading
So it’s come to this. I’m sitting on the patio of Boulevard Brewing Co. on a Sunday afternoon with my laptop, a Ginger Lemon Radler and… my cat. True story. I brought my cat to a brewery. That’s normal… right? Continue reading
The ghost of you haunts every inch of my house. There’s no escaping it. Every time I walk through the entryway it cuts right through me. I think about how you’d come over and we’d meet at the front door Continue reading
Anyone who is a fan of the television program Parks & Rec understands the glory behind the phrase: Treat. Yo. Self. (And if perchance you are NOT a fan of Parks & Rec I highly recommend some Netflix binge-watching. Trust.)
As indicated by my blog description I am 37, single and just shy of a crazy cat lady, so it shouldn’t come as a huge surprise that at this particular junction in life I’ve found myself struggling a bit with who I am, what I am, where I’m going, etc. Continue reading
The Misadventures of Awkward Jean 