Here I go

Here I go

Her I go again

Girls, what’s my weakness?

Well, chronic pain, crippling anxiety, and laziness*

I'm back.  I've decided to write about other things than reviewing books. I have so much brain fog, both from intense pain and the meds I take to take a slight edge off the pain that I have to take notes to review a book. That kinda takes the fun out of reading. I have trigeminal neuralgia, but more on that in another post. 
My therapist suggested I start blogging again for a creative outlet, so here I am. I will still review books, but I also will be writing about the daily minutiae of my life. My life is not particularly interesting, but it is strange and fairly weird. If you want to read about a cripple with a larger than average family and book and music reviews sprinkled in then I'm your girl. I am divorced and remarried and middle-aged (I'm almost fifty two, and I doubt I'll live to be one hundred and four, so do I really qualify as middle-aged?)
My kids are all in their twenties. I will be using they/them pronouns to protect their privacy. None of them are non-binary as far as I know, not that I would care if they were. Anything I share about them will be preapproved. Their privacy is paramount to me. 
That's about it for now.
My therapist will be so proud of me!

Happy living, y'all

*That line should be 'men.' My sincerest apologies to Salt, Pepa, and DJ Spinderella.