the pandemic suits my craziness
July 2020 will ring in my memory for a while. Not because of COVID-19, protests, elections, or wildfires. On July 7, a video chat announced that I'd lost my job. For the third time in four years, unemployed. My inner liberty bell rang — time to quit trying. The job-loss showed me how deeply Autism* … Continue reading writing — because i can
It was one of those days... and this is what it's like. I’m sitting at my desk, staring at the screen, trying to remember what I need to do next. I’ve got 5 CAD files open, trying to integrate Interior Design with Architecture. It’s a project that’s been going on for 2 years, with starts … Continue reading brain fog panic
Behold the bane of my existence. They're gluten-free, but remain the villain: Carbs. The battleground: My Kitchen. I've spent the past two years trying to figure out why my body hurts so much. I'm going to start sharing things that I've found to help a bit. Mainly recipes. We'll see how I do for photos. The … Continue reading oh my achin’ carbs!
Do I look Autistic? I know, maybe that's in poor taste. Do I look Southern? Or chronically ill? When we pass someone on the street, or reconnect with an old friend, how can we know what they're going through, if they don't tell us? Most of us know we need to tell people when there's … Continue reading 56 & spectrum