Very nice, quiet day at home. I know my cat appreciated spending quality time with me, aside from the moments I touched her toes, kissed her head, or tripped over her.

Relaxing is nice.


I spent about 10 hours today removing every book for my bookshelves, dusting, and then rearranging for space saving. Did a great job, I think. Not only did I empty 3 shelves, I was able to pull my Archie comics from the basement and add them to the shelves!


Yaaaaaaaas! I was all geared up to do some major shoveling. We’re getting low on oil and the tank is accessed all the way around on the side of the house. If I called to fill it with oil so the house stays heated, the devliery driver better be able to access the tank. 

Winter loaded us with 14 inches of snow 2 days ago, and another 3 inches this morning, so there was a lot to get to. But I turned the corner and found it already shoveled out! Thank you landlord. Surprising thoughtful of you. And it makes the 15 inches of snow dropping tonight less annoying. 


One of the reasons I wanted to put together this blog was because I have a terrible habit of dwelling on the sad things, the scary things, or the upsetting things. This is mostly a visual compilation of moments to remind myself of those happy events, however brief they may be.

I could go on and on about the large women’s rights marches happening today, but honestly they don’t make me happy. It makes me sad that they have to happen in the first place.

Today, I went through half a dozen comic book catalogs and found my favorite covers. Then I put them together to make a large poster that I’m going to hang on my wall. I’m really happy with it. And because I can still find some political things uplifting, I’m happy to also include a couple pictures of uplifting comics from the catalogs.

Grilled cheese

Cooking’s not my thing, but tonight I made myself grilled cheese and tomato soup. It was pepper jack cheese and stale bread that I got for $1 and that has been sitting around for ages. Tasted great though.

Let’s be real: Any time I come home from work and eat more than potato chips or sunflower seeds is a successful evening.


I got really tired around 12:30 today. Just hit me hard. I was exhausted and cranky and wanted to leave work.

It took at few more hours, but I was outta there by three. That’s technically eight hours. Did I have things I could be doing? Hell yes. Did I have the energy? Hell no.

Yesterday I got home some time after five and it was just after six by the time I was done with dinner. By eight at night I was passed out. Tonight I watched a movie, hung with my roommate Shannon, did my nails, read, showered…

Clearly this mini-break was needed. It was certainly appreciated.


I was browsing Anthropologie’s website because I like to punish myself with their 40% sale items sale. These chandeliers popped up and I was instantly attached. I don’t need $500 chandeliers, even if that is much better than the 2kish they were originally, but damn are they pretty.

Getting something like this shipped is probably a nightmare. Can you image how tangled they’d be coming out of a box? But they’re so lovely and just looking at them creates a fantasy home in my mind. Fancy wallpaper, red plush chairs, a blue velvet couch, some kind of heavy, intense metal coffee table….

Home alone

My roommate left on a weekend-long skiing trip.

I’m pleased because of our heating situation.

The thermostat is in her bedroom. When she’s home, she shuts her bedroom door. If there’s a space heater running in her room, the thermostat never kicks the heat on and the rest of the apartment is so cold I can’t feel my toes. If she doesn’t have the space heater running, the temp in her room plummets and the thermostat overheats the rest of the house.

But she’s out this weekend, her bedroom door is open, and the house is a perfect 64 degrees.


There are still holiday lights in the trees.

I was walking through the Common late in the evening and noticed how pretty everything looked in the dark. The Massachusetts State House was lit, the Frog Pond glowed, and trees all down Beacon had a different color light wrapped around them like a rainbow row.

Work kept me late, but I was walking toward a late night massage. Not only did I happily anticipate my destination, but the path there was a clear one.


I rearranged the furniture in the living room. I don’t know if it looks better, but it was a lot of fun to move everything around.

One of my bookcases had to be moved. This is the bookcase that holds all of my favorite authors. It had gotten overfull, but when I began to put all of my books back on the shelves, I also reorganized how I stacked them. I ended up with an entire shelf free for more books.

With the holiday lights behind the couch, my living room reminds me of a soft, just-out-of-reach fairy tale.