May Roundup

Giving yourself a chance to audit your life often results in being reminded, again and again, how quickly it passes. How could I have gone from a to-do list for May, to four days into the next month, all the while wondering what I had even tasked myself with, in the first place? This realisation makes the very concept of our corporate ambitions seem drole and futile. How can it not? How do you form a five (or one, or ten) year plan when the non-linearity of life, coupled with its one non-stop-express-roll-onto-the-tracks-if-you-want-off speed are the conclusion you come to, month after month, hitting you over your stupid dunce head, again and again? Anyway, I had an eclair yesterday.

April

If I could tear April out of its binding, neatly, at the seam, so that March and May would be none the wiser, I would. April has been the chewing gum forever latching on to my shoe sole, the ring on the coffee table, the umbrella pulling into the sky, inside out, while I’m scrambling to run from a thunderstorm. I wish I could fold it into an origami plane and flick it away into the starless sky holding all of the disintegrated hopes of this pandemic.

I am so glad it’s over.

March Roundup

One of my bigger goals for March was to take a significant leap into the world of Irish culture and start learning the Irish language. I gave up after about three hours. 

Washing Cashmere Like a Boss

Okay. I’m not one of those pretentious people who only eat organic, drink champagne, and brush their teeth every day.

I do, however, love cashmere. 

February Roundup

February went by extremely fast, I failed miserably at baking, and still haven’t figured out the simplest thing I put on my goals for the month. Oh yeah, and also we had a fire.