I honestly don't know what impression I make here. I suspect most of you see me as some combination of Happy Fun Time Huggle Giver, and Woman Who Constantly Sabotages Her Own Life and Then Whines About It.

Well, sadly, I have to do the later, and 2025 is not going well for me.

I have had several issues with my car, including repairing the undercarriage, replacing the battery, and most recently, replacing the tires, and now it seems I am not done yet, as my check engine light turned on today.

can i get a break?

I just discovered that at Amazon I can specify "Made in Canada Only" products. So to test I bought some cookies.

Just being as snotty and disrespectful as possible.

Gwen Brown

I have been around this site almost from the beginning. Sephrena (hope I got the spelling right), sent me a PM to invite me over. I "think" it was around 2005 or 2007, don't really know. My first story here shows 2008.

I am writing this blog to see how others do their writing.
I write on a desktop computer with keyboard elevator. It used to be that PAIN ! was my way of life and I took lots of prescription opiate drugs back then. Nowadays, I rarely take any drugs at all and since I don't work anymore, I hurt less.

yep, i've returned from oop North, job almost done

Bit of a tough day today, as my car battery died, and with the extreme cold I had to wait quite a while for a tow.

But honestly, one of the worst parts of the whole experience was constantly being called sir on the phone with the towing company, despite my attempts to correct the lady.

I know it's not as big a thing as what many people, including people I love, are going through, but it still hurt

Thanks to some of my mental health issues playing up, I havent been able to work on my stories.

So it might be a while before you guys see anything new from me.

Sorry.

So i possibly won't get to post new stuff for about ten days.

Well, the last couple of days have been full of changes.

The first was some good news about my aunt, who has been struggling with swollen legs, which is that the new meds she is on has been helping.

The second bit of good news was Sharon getting back pay from her job, so she won't need anything from us for the month of February.

The news gets worse every day. Has time run out???

So, the events in the states has me feeling very helpless, which is triggering my PTSD rather badly.

all hugs and prayers appreciated.

I have started to dream of my family. a couple of nights ago it was my grandmother, last night it was my aunt and her family.

I really dont understand my brain . . .

and all that

so I have been getting this reoccurring image, and I think I will have to figure out a story to go with it.

Here is the image:

There is a new form of VR, that taps into the brain of the user, to produce an avatar of their inmost self.

A group of trans people have been offered the chance to be beta testers, and being very attracted to the idea, they say yes.

The initial setting is a park, and one by one, the group comes in, getting to see their authentic selves, many for the first time.

Last week, I blogged about taking my wife to the doctor. As I mentioned in that blog, I was wearing obvious women's pants and tops and had my hair fixed in a way that would lend itself to reinforce my gender presentation. The point of that blog was to highlight how relaxed my wife has become about how I'm dressed when we are out and about together.

On Wednesday of this week (tomorrow in my timezone) I will become homeless. My landlords have sold the property I have spent the past 8 years in and served me with a no-fault eviction order 2+ months ago. Quite separately my daughter decided to leave after 14 years with me, including her transition from girl to young woman. I, myself, transitioned almost 2 years ago after a long gestation.

Some will already be aware of this much.

My biggest issue has been the lack of affordable housing near me. I also needed to downsize drastically.

but no more!

or more accurately here in Brizzle, Fahrenheit 32!

Yep, after best part of a month of travelling, over indulgence and other weirdness, normality now returns,

For the last week I have been batching it, which means I'm dressed up as long as I don't have to take the dog for a walk. Mostly I sit in my recliner and read, which usually invites one of the cats to curl up above my pot belly and snooze. However, when I'm wearing my bra and inserts their perch is no longer available. No way am I going to let those sharp claws rest on my gel-filled inserts.

Well 2024 is over, but money issues are ongoing for all of us. I've found I need to watch where my health care monies are going as I'm at a point where medical visits are itemized as hospital opposed to clinical loctions. But that's just modern life infringing on my attemps to relaxe,,,,,,,,,,hmm what to write about in 2025? enjoy it while you can; feeling life pulling me back, its late Dora

before the storm!

We had a great Christmas Day at my daughter's house marred only by the fact that my grandson and his new wife were ill and couldn't make it. We got home shortly after 10 in the evening. I was just catching up on the goings on here on BCTS when the first power outage hit. It was a minute later that it came back. Not to unusual for my little town that only has two feed lines from the electrical grid. Then about five minutes later, we heard a loud boom and the lights went out. No doubt, a transformer blew.