Month: June 2014

Nirvana Unplugged.

Plugged. That’s how I’ve been feeling. The world has been spinning tragedy at breakneck speed, and all of it is delivered directly to my brain via the Internet, which I can’t seem to stop looking at. Even the good sometimes comes at me too quickly to bear. And this thing? This red tape covered, bucket-of-cold-water-to-the-face, no-do-overs adulthood thing? It has… Read more →

Shipping Container Homes

Lately I’ve got this bug up my butt. Scott and I have always wanted to build a house. We’ve bounced back and forth between prefab homes and stick building, weighing price per sq ft vs. carbon footprint and all kinds of other annoying things like that. Sometimes logistics hold us back. Sometimes it’s finances. Sometimes it’s just life. Building a house… Read more →

Postpartum Depression Can Eat My Dust: Climb Out of the Darkness 2014

Four years ago I wanted to die. I wasn’t suicidal, to be clear, I made no plans — I was just sort of okay with the idea of not being alive any more. The sheer act of living was harder than I’d ever expected it to be and some days — the worst days — despite having a bouncing bundle of reasons to live in my seven month old baby, I just didn’t think I could do it anymore. Read more →