Posts in category "The condo: a Love Affair"

I was a Republican for a month - a cautionary tale (part 4 - The Abyss)

I was a Republican for a month - a cautionary tale (part 4 - The Abyss)
Recap: I was happy in my ugly condo. But then the rust appeared. Then the roof needed replacing. I could afford to fix it all at once: so why couldn’t my neighbors? The Abyss: I swear that in one short month my soul fundamentally shifted 180 degrees. I had arrived at the summit of the... Read more »

I was a Republican for a month - a cautionary tale (Part 3: The Road of Trials)

I was a Republican for a month - a cautionary tale (Part 3: The Road of Trials)
Recap: I finally pulled myself out of a drunken stupor and bought my condo on the north side of Chicago. It was ugly, but it was mine. Crossing the Threshold/The Road of Trials I  didn’t notice the rust when I bought my place. I guess it never occurred to me to look up BEFORE I walked... Read more »

I was a Republican for a month - a cautionary tale (Part 2: The Call to Adventure)

I was a Republican for a month - a cautionary tale (Part 2: The Call to Adventure)
Recap from Part 1: Don’t call me a “libtard” and we’re cool The Call to Adventure I was living on my own and the bills were a manageable, highly annoying struggle. My life was all needs and no wants. I was one of those annoying do-gooder liberals who decided to take on social work as a... Read more »
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Anthropologie furniture ads recreated with the crap in my condo

Anthropologie furniture ads recreated with the crap in my condo
Let’s be clear: I am unapologetically riffin’ off of a Tumblr called Let’s Make Fun of: Anthropologie furniture. In my mind, it’s no coincidence that all of the pieces Liz Galveo featured are sold out: that piece ruled like a boss. I felt a call to action when I read this piece. But what to do?... Read more »

My house is a f*****g mess. (Oh well...)

My house is a f*****g mess. (Oh well...)
Every four months or so, I post the same status update on my Facebook page: God forbid, if anything happens to me today, please tell my family that the reason my place looks like Dorothy’s cyclone touched down is not that I have relapsed. My house is a mess because I’m just too damn busy to... Read more »

Thanks a lot, Ferguson. You've, like, ruined Facebook for me.

Did you even think of how this might affect my life, Ferguson? I’ve got to say, you have greatly disrupted my peace of mind. (Or the illusion of such a thing. I was perfectly happy pretending it was truth.) Ever since you came along, the veil has been pulled back, and the hearts and minds... Read more »
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I fought the bank........and I won.

I fought the bank........and I won.
Yeah, I’m a seeker. If you are a person with beliefs deeply rooted in a traditional religion, you would most likely roll your eyes if you saw all the New-Agey titles on my bookshelves. If you are more of a Spiritual-not-Religious type, you also might roll your eyes at some of the more traditional titles... Read more »

When your son is the only white kid in his class...

When your son is the only white kid in his class...
On the drive to G’s school this morning, I passed the “Too bad he didn’t get into THAT school” school right around the corner from my Little Shitbox Condo. And as I drove slowly past the playground, and saw the mostly white faces running towards the school, I felt a pang of…..(careful here, JA.  Be... Read more »

Beforeclosure: A Love Letter to an Ugly Condo from Old Single Mom

Beforeclosure:  A Love Letter to an Ugly Condo from Old Single Mom
Dear Ugly Condo. I don’t have much time.  Bank of America is coming after me. I’ve told them to suck it, but I don’t think it did much good. I think they are probably going to take you away from me, Ugly Condo. Shhhhhh..it’s okay. There, there. Listen up.  I need to tell you a... Read more »
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Why I told Bank of America to Suck It

Dear Bank of  America: Here’s the thing: I’m usually the “good” girl.  Perhaps to a fault. Always have been. When my high school band was to play local events around town, wearing the “travel uniform” of khaki shorts and a green logo’d polo, our band director told us to wear “just plain old khaki shorts.... Read more »