Category: Ex Trailer Trash

Short entry, and some of you have already seen this. My husband’s idea of quality time is sitting through an endless list of YouTube woodworking videos. I don’t mind most of the time, though I admit losing interest once the subject shifts to how to build a dovetail jig out of beer cans and old…

The daughter had her operation and is home again, though it’s a miracle she had it when she did. The doctor’s exact words, “looked like a bomb went off inside” her. They removed everything abnormal and non-essential, then reconstructed and repositioned organs that were in some places twisted 180 degrees out of place. The one…

How long are we into the COVID-19 thing? A month-ish? I’m exhausted but hanging in there. Lots of overtime. Lots and lots and LOTS of overtime. There’s a meme about spending a month away from society in exchange for a million bucks. Most people say they could do it, but the preppers are restless and…

Did you ever find out that if you don’t do what you’re meant to do, what you’re meant to do will chase you down and kick your ever-loving butt? I knew I hoped to get a publishing company up and running, but considering how many hours my “day” job has demanded lately, coupled with the…

For somebody lives in a tin box, I have expensive tastes. Y’all have seen the eclectic mix of stuff we’ve found when I’ve posted it online, the most recent being the mid-century-style chairs we refurbished. The one thing you WON’T find me posting is plastic, with the exception of a circa-1940’s Bakelite radio. I’ve always…