Learning to say, “No, I’m so sorry, I just can’t volunteer this year…”
Every year at this time, our neighbourhood has their Fall Fair. And every year, I tell myself that I am …
Every year at this time, our neighbourhood has their Fall Fair. And every year, I tell myself that I am …
It’s 9:00 a.m. — well, all right, it’s actually a quarter to ten to be exact — but I was …
Back in the good old days (earlier this year) when I was not-so-gainfully employed but happy in my work, I …
I am unhappy. I’m always a little blue at this time of the year, but this has nothing to do …
My muse abandoned me this week. Left me wordless sitting in Tik Talk Cafe pretending that I was writing this …
The cats and I are up in paws and arms — all ten of them. We have had enough. First …
I was standing on the corner of Harbord and Spadina — the gateway to that lofty world of Academia and …
Sometimes words just won’t come. I don’t where they are. Did I lose them somewhere? They were there before. I …
I’m going to the library. Now that I’m portable I can escape the cluttered dining room table and the critical …