Boundaries and breakthroughs
The apartment’s quiet tonight - Jake’s at his guitar lesson, and I’m sitting here with my notebook, trying to process what happened with ...
The Hartwells
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The apartment’s quiet tonight - Jake’s at his guitar lesson, and I’m sitting here with my notebook, trying to process what happened with ...
Three notebooks, seventeen lists, and one very patient boyfriend later - our anniversary weekend is officially booked and planned.
Jake’s been at his guitar lesson for two hours, which means I have the apartment to myself for processing last Tuesday’s drama at work.
Michelle’s text came in at 9:47 PM: “Elena - emergency situation. Can I come over?” My brain immediately went to worst-case scenarios inv...
Three months later, I still catch myself checking the thermostat twice before leaving the apartment.
Three weeks without consistent heat will teach you things about yourself and your relationship that you never thought to ask. When our ra...
The farmers market was packed this morning - apparently everyone had the same idea about taking advantage of this perfect spring weather.
Sarah knocked on the door at 4pm holding her laptop and wearing that expression that means she’s been thinking. Not the casual ‘hey what’...
Flour in my hair, on my shirt, somehow on the floor three feet from the counter. This is attempt number three at the same sourdough recip...
The coffee maker decided this morning was the perfect time to stage a revolt. Water everywhere, coffee grounds scattered like confetti, a...