I believe that the worst part of my break-up with Chef was the unfamiliarity of my life without him. I hadn’t realized up until that point how important my routines — the very patterns of my life — had really been to me. Then, suddenly, everything was so different. It happened quickly, the crashing of my life, pretty […]
You know what? I have no idea how to just relax and be happy. In fact, I’m starting to have a sneaking suspicion happiness and peace might actually bore me!! What the hell!??? PS: Someone needs to get me a kitten. I’m Empty-Nesting like a mother here.