Painting Yourself Into a Corner: ADHD’s Persistence

This weekend, with the encouragement of a dear friend, I began to tackle the back hallway. Most of the house has damaged wood floors, but the back hallway was especially bad. The wood was so scuffed, scratched, and gouged that any liquid would absorb into the wood and cement all the little dirt particles stuck in the crevices. I live in Canada, so in the winter a nice cocktail of road salt and melting snow from our boots would seep into that porous wood, while my brain simultaneously leached grungy feelings of homeowner incompetence into my self-esteem. Continue reading

ADHD PMS Chronicles: I finished an entire can of peas and have the best friends

I read somewhere on the internet that in some culture (be more vague Christine, really) they view PMS as a time of great clarity. Tonight, I realized that I have the best support system around and decided to write about it live from the bathtub. Being the true lush that I am, I also added half a liter of Epsom salt bubble bath. I’m hoping that my lavender-scented emotional clarity oozes out of this post and spills all over your screen. Continue reading

Sometimes All You Need is a Swift Kick to the Head

So my little sister is a third-degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do. She was the Canadian Junior Champion in 2009(?) and went on to fight at the World Juniors in Turkey. At her peak, she could lift her leg up and past her head while standing up- that’s to say that if she was standing in front of you, she could axe kick you in the face and crush your nose. She’s a really terrifying person disguised as a feminine, laid-back, city slicker hipster. She’s definitely the cool one in the family.  Continue reading

The Value of Being Basic

I just needed to tell you something before Friday! Recently, I have fallen down the rabbit hole of Pinterest, Etsy, and Youtube, and have immersed myself in basic bitch culture. Simplistic photos with delicate colour palettes, vlogs showing off home offices that are way too clean, and abnormal attention to small details (like what year and collection the candle they’re burning is from) are the norm in this world. Continue reading