My Commute

I think Gavin likes the idea of a wife that works. As he kissed me good by at the door this morning, clad only in boxers, he promised to get the dishes done before I got home this evening. I do not like my morning commute much. I walk to the 83 bus stop and … More My Commute


After lunch, I took the 87 Bus down to Davis Square. That was accidental, I shoud’ve gotten off at Elm & Cutter St. Mistakes aside, I eventually found the Social Security Office. A sign hanging over a computer welcomed you to the Social Security Office, the computer demanded you press “0” – if you had … More B249