Tales from the Tracks

I am calling this place my permanent home because, after two weeks of miserable moving, I have decided that I am never moving again.
The Ex and I purchased a brand new townhouse and arranged to be out of our old apartment by the middle of this month. We had budgeted money to hire movers, but [...]

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I am not in a good way today. I somehow managed to overdose on NyQuil two nights ago.
I was feeling sick and in need of some NyQuil goodness to soothe me to sleep. I called my Ex, who was out running errands with his mother. “Can you pick me up some NyQuil?” I asked. Since he [...]

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I’m still wiping the tears from my eyes right now. Everything from Obama’s grandmother casting her ballot and passing away just one day before Obama was elected President of the United States to my black friend telling his son that he could be President one day, too, has brought me to tears tonight. My Ex [...]

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