When You Got Nothing

So, I didn’t mean to leave this without a post but this morning we left before I could come up with something to write.

I’m trying very hard to be good to myself, but I keep running out of spoons. I don’t think I’m still sick, though extensive surgery and a year of moving and rebuilding a Victorian probably didn’t help my overall condition. I think it’s more that I’m not twenty anymore, and when I was twenty I was pretty awesome, in the sense that I was the energizer bunny.

Our fourth move as...