A life in threes

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Month for Loki, Day 2: Better late than never, I suppose.

So, July being the Month for Loki, I realize that I’m a little late to His party, but that doesn’t mean that I haven’t anything to post about it.

As a matter of fact, I just returned from a sort of ‘mini-break’ from the Two Week Long Chain of Events That May Very Well Be the Most Excruciating Personal Changes to Ever Happen in My Life(tm).

And since my Sweetest Friend is very well known for having a penchant for nudging His folks towards making excruciating (and often necessary) personal changes, it seems rather fitting that I would end June 2014 with some well-placed explosions to my comfort zones.

(Besides, it beats what happened last July 2nd.)

My mini-break involved visiting the ocean with H., thanks to the generosity of a very dear friend.


So, I spent a few days at a beautiful little beach house on an island, far from home, hanging with H and her kid.

We went swimming in the ocean in the day, and swimming in the pool at night.

We looked for parking, bought souvenirs, had some intriguing conversations, and ate some delicious food — including ┬áreally fresh seafood, and ┬áthe best key lime pie that I have ever tasted in my life thusfar.

There were also maple bacon doughnuts, salted caramel doughnuts, and sriracha peanut doughnuts, all courtesy of a delightful local bakery that makes them fresh, right in front of you.


All in all, it was a welcome break from nearly a month of navigating personal emotional landmines, and making some of the most difficult decisions of my life.

And while there is still a lot of work to come, I am not alone.

I began my painful journey among friends a little less than a month ago, and I don’t know how I could have navigated any of it thusfar without their support, friendship, and love.

I am thankful for them, especially H.



And, of course, I am thankful for Himself.


Hail and Thank You, my Sweetest Friend!


Month for Loki Day 26: Return

As I am updating this on my phone, please forgive me any typos and formatting errors.

After 17 hours on the road, I am finally home.

Looking over my mail, I see a thin envelope from my employer.

It was a letter of separation.

For several months now, I’ve been half-expecting this. You see, I was cut from their rolls for not making my hours this quarter.

I shouldn’t be surprised. My employer had been trying to phase out their seasonal positions in favor of setting standards for part-time and full-time employees.

In a way, this situation was a long time in coming.

But that’s over now, and looking on the upside, this leaves room for other work that I could be doing.

So it’s not all bad.