I pulled a sweater over my shoulders and trembled when the thunder crashed with a majestic intensity that can only be described as something from a Thor movie. I do not like storms, and I was not particularly thrilled with this one – even before it rendered my house silent

I won’t say that I enjoy mowing the lawn. Mostly, I do not. I think my particular mower is sort of fun to drive and I like to see the progress as I move along. It’s rewarding, albeit a pain in the rump. I could pay someone to do it.

“A little on the heavy side,” my trainer says as he hands me a set of dumbbells. I sigh and reply, “Yes, I know. That’s why I’m here.” We both laugh knowing he was referring to the dumbbells … at least I hope he was referring to the dumbells. The

Once or twice each week on my commute, I drive past a house that can barely be seen because the yard is overgrown. I can’t help but wonder how this previously well-manicured lawn became such a mess. As I was driving today, I was also chatting to my associate on

I have been social distancing for more than a month because of the coronavirus pandemic and I have gone a little insane. If only my favorite Mexican food restaurant and my hair and nail salons would open back up, perhaps things would be different. But as it is, I am

Like a scene from a sci-fi movie, I enter the grocery store as a number. Number 39. I am greeted by someone whose job is to keep up with my number and know when I enter and exit so that the next civilian can be granted access. I am reminded