It’s time to go to bed, but before I do I want to post my calories from the day. I’m worn out. The in laws (elder and younger) came today, along with The Man’s little niece, who turns out to be quite adorable and not too irritating. I still prefer my quiet life with cats to having an excitable youngster in the house, but it was much more pleasant of a visit than I’d originally anticipated. OK, it’s time to pass out. Did well tonight, but I’m worn out now. Gonna go get in my Zaggora Hot Pants and hit the hay…

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I’m Nova

I have no “personal brand.” I’m not a girl boss, I’m not an influencer, and I don’t aspire to be powerful, inspiring, or rich. I probably can’t teach you anything, and there’s a good chance that there’s nothing at all of interest or use to you here. This is just where I come to talk about the random bits and pieces that make up my quiet life as a sober woman in her 40s. I’m engaged to the love of my life, have six (yes, SIX) indoor pets, and spend a lot of time gardening and hunting for thrift treasures. I also study classical voice (I’m a lyric coloratura soprano) and am deeply interested in all things spiritual and paranormal. Right now I’m trying to recover from career burnout and even out my personal energy, but my eventual goal is to become a medium and shamanic healer, using music to remind humans of the things that actually matter: connection, community, and loving all living things as though they were our own children. I may or may not talk about all of these things here (and sometimes all at once). Welcome!