What’s in the box? Just bits and pieces of my life. Again.
After a lot of talking and trying to make it work in our current location, my partner and I are moving once our lease is up. With this move he can be closer to his family and we can both be less stressed by the high-cost of living.
Fun random fact if you find yourself moving: Costco will give you boxes for free if you ask them.
It’s going to be a long drive. But we’ve got our masks for when we venture into gas stations, and several books downloaded to fill the hours.
For me hardest part of packing is always the maddening discovery of yet another drawer, cupboard, or random box under the bed that must be sorted through. I tend to scrawl notes on whatever paper is nearby if I am working on other things with the promise to come back later to transcribe the notes properly.
As you can see from just one of the piles, I never did. Thus making it another “to do” on a list of “to dos” with a ticking clock.
Did I mention we aren’t buying new groceries? Besides greens. We are making an effort to eat every can in our pantry. Including ones we never should have bought.
I’ve been writing less for the past week, so here are a few classics you may enjoy.
Instead of waiting for perfect conditions I went ahead and recorded a story again. You might hear some background noise (neighbors, soup boiling, partner on phone) but I did my best to get rid of all of it. I hope you had a wonderful November and are ready for the last month of this endless year. I’ve been on a bit of holiday kick when it comes to my writing. The story in the recording, Christmas Gifts From Me, The Cat, is from last year. But if you’d like more recent (and darker) holiday humor then check out some of these posts below:
Let’s start with a positive behind-the-scenes look at some satire, shall we?
Last week I came out with a “horror movies for dogs” piece on my blog. I love Halloween and scary movies. This premise (creating satirical horror films) is nothing super original but had been on my mind since July (when I start thinking about Halloween). So my job was to give it my own spin.
Deciding what to make into horror movies was the first step. To do that I played with topics I thought I could riff on.
But because I’m trying not to spend an inordinate amount of time in the planning phase, I cut that list down to the ones I felt I could do something new or interesting with.
Then with the choices I had, I started to brainstorm what that subject might find scary. The dog one happened to have a lot of ideas that flowed into the other topics.
Sometimes an idea gets hijacked halfway through. In my quest to think up horror movies for trees, I ended up thinking of The Giving Tree, and from there started creating horror movies out of kid’s books.
Dogs won and I decided I’d illustrate some posters. Here are a few preliminary sketches.
You know what? Not great. Early October was marred by a tooth infection that sucked. Even if one can afford a dentist, most of them are booked. So I did what many an insurance-less person does.
It’s back to manageable, which is good. Though, honestly, I’m not alright. It could be chronic pain, stress, or hormones, who knows? I won’t go into details here, suffice it to say, I’m sad, tired, and a little out of it of late. So, sorry about the lack of updates, I didn’t want to bring anyone down, particularly during the period before the election for my fellow American readers.
Welcome to the humor newsletter by the way, if you’re new here. It’s not usually this bleak, but it is today because I got stuff to get off my chest.
Anyway, you might wonder how I do manage to put out so much regardless of my mental health. Here is the answer.
And that’s just on Medium, not my personal folders. I always write a surplus of drafts when I can. Creativity or the ability to make something from scratch is hard when you’re in a dark space. Editing is somewhat easier, and soothing if you’re lucky.
Guess I should sandwich all this negativity with another fun topic, huh? Well here is a fun thing I found.
My parter got me out of the house for a day trip. We did one of our favorite things, which is to explore used bookstores. That’s where I found this note inside a rare copy of Buddhist and Indian stories. In it the book-giver tells the recipient it belonged to her great aunt who traveled the world with her handsome husband, collecting books with their amassed fortune. They had no children. Except for a monkey.
Yep, a monkey.
I couldn't stop laughing at how specific this note was and the picture it painted of a woman who is long-dead.
And if felt good to laugh. So I hope that as I work toward feeling like myself again, I can still make you laugh with my writing and pictures, to make your day a little better when you need it.