three flying dogs. two xanax-inspired vocations. one perfectly imperfect Intergalactic Princess. What's YOUR life like?

Attempting to work this morning, which involves sitting at the computer, writing stuff, and not watching the 13-week whirling dervish.  Jack de Sade, who rose at 5am, is still awake some three hours later.  But I know he’s playing happily with his toys, because I can hear him behind me making his toy skunk scream [...]

Sweat pours from my brow, furrowed in concentration.  The tension is thick, knifeworthy.  I cannot catch my breath, and I’m swaying on my cute little black boot heels.  The woman across the room smiles kindly, and the woman next to me offers encouraging words, such as, “would you care for a drink”?
Such is the scene [...]

So I finally decided that I’ve had enough.  Over the past two years I’ve put on twenty pounds.  Some is from my anxiety meds, some of it is from not getting as much exercise, and some is just plain bad eating habits.  I love starchy snacky things, and I dislike almost all vegetables in their [...]

Not the poltergeists.  The anxiety attacks.  They’ve been back, for a few months.  But they’re funny little creatures, more like gophers than poltergeists.  They pop up out of their holes, have a good look round, and then pop back down, all the while wreaking havoc on the manicured landscape of my psyche.
It’s taken me a [...]