More apocalypse, less angst
A slightly blurry valentine on my precious Underwood. A kiss to go with it. Will you be mine?
As I prepare myself for another week of work, this passage comes to mind… we may tell ourselves otherwise, but we are certainly overworked by any measure. One of capitalism/s most durable myths is that it has reduced human toil. This myth is typically… Continue Reading “Overworked”
I’m doing a weekly program at the YWCA right now which I signed up for in January to help motivate myself back into daily workouts – something I was in the groove on for almost three years before I just petered out and stopped… Continue Reading “It’s a month for loving yourself!”
I haven’t written about books for a long time – even though reading is one of my great passions and fills up all my available time (when I’m not working, sewing, hanging out with my family, playing music, doing union business, writing… damn, I… Continue Reading “Books, books, books”