by Dacia | Aug 9, 2022 | Dystopian Mom
I received a message this morning from a former colleague. My friend was killed last night. After the army, he became a deputy sheriff. He was shot responding as a SWAT officer. The gunman killed himself. Today is a weird day. I haven’t spoken to him in eight years,...
by Dacia | Aug 9, 2022 | Dystopian Mom
Damn this is hard. Not only is it hard. I am the only one who cares. And I don’t just mean trash. In theory, we have a plan for all types of trash, but diligence is required. I found, even after “Trash Class”, I am having to go behind everyone and either put the trash...
by Dacia | Aug 9, 2022 | Dystopian Mom
Nothing like playing around in the trash. After a couple of days obsessing over what does and doesn’t go in the bin, I feel like we’ve cut down a lot on general garbage and increased our recycling output. In theory this sounds great. However, the crap I found in the...
by Dacia | Jul 26, 2022 | Dystopian Mom
The headlines today are enough to make me want to stay in bed. Charlie left for class at 6:45am and Nia was up at 7am asking for an Anna and Elsa snow globe making kit she saw on YouTube. Peter has graduated from Minecraft to Skyrim and instead of coming up to tell me...
by Dacia | Jul 21, 2022 | Dystopian Mom
The world is going to shit. I am thankful that we are fine financially speaking, but wondering how long until money is no longer people’s concerns. Like if transportation lines shut down and the grocery stores can no longer supply the demand. Among other things, we...
