How We Live Part II

This next video is of the basement. Guys, I’m sorry.

The Ghosts Of Christmas Past

I am thirty-four. That means, for the first time, I am finally reaching an age that chronologically matches the way I’ve felt mentally.

How We Live Part I

For the next few weeks, I am putting together a little update on what the interior of the house looks like now.

What Dreams May Come

I’m well aware that this post title is co-opting a rather famous Shakespearean soliloquy. The one where Hamlet contemplates suicide. And, instead of writing about suicide, I’m being quite literal with this line and talking instead, about sleep.

Bright Lights, Rural City

At least, despite the weather conditions, Tyler was able to spend a little bit of time getting the lights put in the shed.