When you live with a man who calls the first Friday of the NCAA men’s basketball tournament “Man Christmas,” you have mixed feelings about March. Josh and the rest of the picnic league guys took their special holiday quite seriously—it even involved a gift exchange. I found their tradition amusing, though [...]
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I kicked off 2008 with a bang. First, I found a new job. Since my divorce, I had zero tolerance for bullshit, and my professional angst had been disproportionately high, especially in relation to my salary. I’d taken my job with the naïve assumption that working at a non-profit would be [...] There were many upsides to living with Megan. She was a Ph.D. student who loved watching silly shows like “So You Think You Can Dance.” She loved my dog. She wasn’t around all the time (no matter how much you love a roommate, this is always a good quality). And, she was [...] After my nephew‘s baptism, one thing was clear: I needed to find a good therapist. I think therapy is fantastic, and I wouldn’t mind going forever if not for the cost and the fact that I eventually run out of problems. Which is proof that it, you know, works. So, I wanted [...] Winter in Minnesota was glorious through the New Year, but things went downhill from there. Being cold was getting old, telecommuting was making me cuckoo, and I was getting tired of driving back and forth between my parents’ house and Minneapolis. When some people feel down, they drink booze, buy shoes, [...] I’m interrupting the regular flow of my “blogoir” (that’s part memoir, part blog) to participate in the Ultimate Blog Party, which seems like a great way to discover new blogs and connect with new readers. ***** I was fresh off a trip to divorce court and had a few more days in Illinois to make the transition to full-time telecommuting before returning to Minnesota. My worldly possessions were already in my parents’ basement, and I had returned my keys to the landlord. In sum, I was deeply scarred and virtually homeless. [...] After a long day of work—oh, and getting divorced—I walked into Julie and Jodi’s house entirely spent. Spent and humbled. Make that spent, humbled, and relieved. But, I soon realized that I had come to the perfect place to let my roller-coaster feelings come to a complete stop. I was greeted at the door by [...] It had been almost a month since I left John, and I was experiencing renewed attachment to Minnesota. For the past seven years, I had been only an occasional visitor to my home state, residing in zip codes ranging from 20009, to 01060, to 60618. I had lived in an astonishing ten apartments (ten!) since [...] On my first morning in Minnesota, I contemplated going for a run but reallocated that energy to breathing. I’d been a very committed runner for almost 20 years, but even I couldn’t muster a run the morning after running away from home. I poured a tall cup of black coffee, took a deep breath, and [...] |
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