I decided April 1st is the unofficial start of prepping for Chapter 56. “Chapter 56” being my 56th year. For the past eight years I’ve made a list of things to accomplish that matches my age. So this year I need 56 things. Some are goals, some are resolutions, and some are just things I…

My brain is churning. She is loud tonight. And I am spiraling. I have bread crumbs in my bra. Gross. Why was I was even eating mediocre French bread when I was driving home? Can I paint the exterior of the house even though I’m afraid of heights? Why did the AC people hang that…

I don’t want to stay in South Dakota. Our politics and beliefs don’t quite align. Racism is realer than the Midwest nice you always hear about. Female bodily autonomy is a mythical being living deep in the foggy abyss of ultra-conservative mores. The winters are arctic hell, except with more wind here. I don’t love…

I figured it was time for a real introduction. My name is Stacy. (Yes, the Eminem track immediately started playing in my head. “Uh, my name is… Uh, my name is…”) I could give you the list—short, sarcastic, sassy, compassionate, flawed, funny… …but that starts to sound like a bad dating profile. Unless you’re single…

Not all bad. Definitely not a 10 out of 10 recommend either. The good: I wore my new Dr. Martens with the snaffle today. They’re fuchsia and suede! I have to admit that I didn’t know what a snaffle was. (And I’m technically a farm girl—genealogically speaking—because Dad was a farmer. With horses even. I’m…

Ever notice how every day there is a new decluttering method? The “fork method,” “Swedish death cleaning,” “pretend like you’re moving,” “spark joy,” minimalism, moderation, take everything out, put everything away, be like a bug, do it in a weekend, do it over a month, compounding toss outs… Can we just binge watch Hoarders and…

I have a problem with hoarding. Actually, not a problem. I am really good at it. Estate sales, thrift stores, online auctions, dollar stores—absolutely rife with stuff that I do not need and yet somehow manage to purchase. And fecking Amazon. Crafts are usually the basis for my “needing” stuff. I watch a video on…

Testing whether this blog still works. If you’re reading this, it does.