The View from a Drawbridge

The random musings of a bridgetender with entirely too much time on her hands.

Dear President Trump: Are you having fun yet? Are you getting tired of winning? Because you seem to be spending a lot of time in a rage or attempting to defend yourself. And not a day goes by when someone isn’t either criticizing you or making fun of you in some way or another. Whether …

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When I was young, I used to have such high expectations for friends. I thought that each one should fulfill all my emotional needs or they were somehow falling short. But that’s asking quite a lot of someone. By setting the bar that high, you will miss out on a lot of amazing people in …

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The View from a Drawbridge

Recently I posted my 1,200th blog entry, and I received my 85,000th view. I’m rather proud of this little blog. Writing something new every day has been a challenge, to say the least, but it’s also been a joy. People often ask me why I don’t switch to an independent website where I could financially …

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Have you ever noticed that when a toxic coworker goes on vacation, the atmosphere at work visibly lightens? People are more relaxed. They are more prone to smile and be lighthearted. You actually hear laughter in the workplace again. On the other hand, there are some people that can make you smile when you merely …

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From a recent conversation with a friend: Me: “Why would anyone wash their hair with something that ends in ‘poo’?” Her: “It’s a sham.” Me: “I know, right? It’s not even real poo! It’s sham poo! If you’re going to do it, shouldn’t you go with the authentic stuff?” Her: “Eeeew.” I love conversations like …

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For those of us who struggle with depression, the holidays can be a particularly challenging time of year. In any other season, the thick blanket of painful sadness, when it descends, seems almost like a natural, albeit unwelcome part of the life cycle. Friends and family find it easier to avert their gaze, and we …

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My mother was one smart lady. She had three kids to keep busy and very little money to do it with, so she got creative. We would often pack up a picnic lunch and go to the nearest cemetery. My friends think this is nuts, but I remember these as being very fun times. When …

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