May I Live Long Enough to See My Deliveries Arrive!
From the garage door to the bedroom, my life is a litany of supply chain woes. So many items, so many delays. I’m starting to fear I won’t live long enough to enjoy the fruits of my spending spree of new home purchases!
I’ve been a “teensy” tired lately. Well, honestly, I’ve been exhausted for months. I wake up tired no matter what time I go to sleep. No matter if I nap. No matter what. Sleep apnea, you surmise. No way, I say!
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“As we age …” “I assume you’re retired.” “It’s just part of the aging process.” These phrases are part of my new — and offensive — normal, as I make my unmerry round of first-time doctor appointments in our new hometown.
https://muddling.me/wp-content/uploads/2022/02/Physician.jpeg363550Karen Galatzhttps://muddling.me/wp-content/uploads/2024/10/kg-logo.pngKaren Galatz2022-02-09 08:01:492022-02-08 17:00:29As We Age, Doctors Say the Darndest Things
First of all, who knew prodependency was a word, no less a thing? But sure enough, it is both. So, now you — and me — know. This new buzzy psychological term is different than codependency, which most of us are familiar with.
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Somebody important died. He was important to the nation. He was important to his home state. To his family. And he was important to my family. His name was Harry Reid.
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We Karens have taken it on the chin in recent years, becoming a globally derided meme for racist, elitist, and generally nasty behavior. Well, now Karens of the world, take heart! It seems the only thing worse than being named Karen these days is having an ‘I’ name! Here’s why:
https://muddling.me/wp-content/uploads/2022/01/Hurricane-copy.jpg350525Karen Galatzhttps://muddling.me/wp-content/uploads/2024/10/kg-logo.pngKaren Galatz2022-01-05 08:01:152022-01-04 10:42:42Karens of the World, Take Heart
Supply Chain Woes
May I Live Long Enough to See My Deliveries Arrive!
From the garage door to the bedroom, my life is a litany of supply chain woes. So many items, so many delays. I’m starting to fear I won’t live long enough to enjoy the fruits of my spending spree of new home purchases!
Sleep Apnea? Not Me. No Way.
Except It Seems So
I’ve been a “teensy” tired lately. Well, honestly, I’ve been exhausted for months. I wake up tired no matter what time I go to sleep. No matter if I nap. No matter what. Sleep apnea, you surmise. No way, I say!
As We Age, Doctors Say the Darndest Things
Physician, Heal Thyself!
“As we age …” “I assume you’re retired.” “It’s just part of the aging process.” These phrases are part of my new — and offensive — normal, as I make my unmerry round of first-time doctor appointments in our new hometown.
Prodependency Like the Pros
Ina and Her Jeffrey. HH and Me
First of all, who knew prodependency was a word, no less a thing? But sure enough, it is both. So, now you — and me — know. This new buzzy psychological term is different than codependency, which most of us are familiar with.
Good-bye to a Friend, Harry Reid
A Personal, Not Political, Memorial
Somebody important died. He was important to the nation. He was important to his home state. To his family. And he was important to my family. His name was Harry Reid.
Karens of the World, Take Heart
We Coulda Been Irmas, Irenes ... or Igors!
We Karens have taken it on the chin in recent years, becoming a globally derided meme for racist, elitist, and generally nasty behavior. Well, now Karens of the world, take heart! It seems the only thing worse than being named Karen these days is having an ‘I’ name! Here’s why: