ARRRR

Sorry, I’ve not been present much here or on social media, because things are going on here, Artelier-wise! We’ve been sitting on this pirate flag for a while, waiting for our handyman to be available. And now, it’s flying proud, making the little...

Artelier Improvement: The Before

The Artelier has been like this for MONTHS. I’m living on the day bed I’ve had installed, surrounded by boxes of furniture and stuff that I don’t have the space to put away yet. Even though I am suffocating, barely surviving in all this mess (drama...

I Live for Small Delights

There are moments in my life when I feel despair. I can’t say they’re not justified. But at the same time, I can’t deny I’m a very easy person to please. I enjoy the little things—my husband making me coffee in the morning, watching a movie...

Always Wrong Health-Wise

As an older, fat woman, I can never be right in the eyes of doctors. It’s been a while since I’ve seen one that passes the Irma test. I have diabetes. My blood tests are bad? I eat too much sugar—even if I don’t. Oh wait, but I’ve lost weight...
Fifty

Fifty

This is it! I’m fifty years old. Half of my life expectancy is behind me. Probably more two thirds, if we take my health into account. What does that mean for me? Probably that my time is almost up. Probably that I need to start living by my own rules for good,...
The Reality of Chronic Pain

The Reality of Chronic Pain

I’m feeling a little better today. Not one-hundred percent, but good enough that I don’t grunt too much when I try to move around. It’s there kinds of days when my mental health does saltos. It’s both happy, because I can finally do some things...