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My Thoughts

A life, my father’s

Well, how do you like them apples? After an afternoon peppered with beyond-frustrating experiences trying to get my deceased father's Verizon accounts squared up (including numerous calls that ended up in voicemail-option loophole-hell,…

One more day

I've come to understand I'm a seasonal person, and I have a seasonal personality. Today, as I attempt to keep at bay a fatigue that's making me want to buckle at the knees, I…

Supported

Incredibly weepy this morning when I was helping my mom put up her Christmas tree today. Not like I have lots of sweet, easily recalled, Hollywood-like memories of my dad at Christmas. (My…