Wednesday, September 16, 2015


1. Change Last Name

  • My identity crisis is over. I'll soon be Kelly Ann Spoer O'Dowd. AKA Kelly A. S. O'dowd. 
2. Get Passport
  • Haven't yet, but should. (Gut feeling)
3. Start Applying for Jobs
  • New name, then new job. Otherwise it's awkward to change it. 

4. Live.

Wednesday, September 9, 2015


It hasn't rained in over a month.

It's taking a toll on my well being.

Even Kelly needs to be watered.

Monday, August 17, 2015


Another day and another entry.

Too stupid hot outside.
And I dislike the heat.

I want to bake again. Have people over again. Provide and nourish.

Today I took the first step in taking a free MOOC class about historical fiction. I'm not a huge fan of the genre, but if I'm going to apply to a master program in English, well, I should disapline myself with taking some sort of class and actually doing the readings.

Although, I am behind on the reading for my book review blog. And the book that me and a couple friends picked out for our little book club. :/

But I can't let that stress stop me.

I can't. I have done that too much in the past. I'm tired of it

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Back again.

I'm scared of life.
Of finishing things.
Hell, of *starting* things.

Where did this summer go? I lost time. I wanted to do so much.
Wanted to pay off bills, not go further into debt.
I wanted to read and relax, not somehow become more anxious. (Kelly, refill your meds. REFILL YOUR MEDS)

I need to get out of debt.
I need to read and write.
I need to apply to grad school.
I need need need to figure out my sister's baby shower.
I need to figure out a way to pay for that.

I need my month of June back. Before I had my seziure.
I need to call my doctors. For results. For my teeth. For my eyes. For my head.

I need. I need I need.

I said I want to create again. And I don't know how.
Grand ideas.
A quilt for my sister's baby.
A succussful blog.
A successful garden.
Successful marriage. I'm struggling in my head. I'm scared I'm scared I'm scared and I want everything to stop. I need more time. I'm freaking out. (KELLY REFILL YOUR MEDS)
But I don't want to.
I want to crash and burn again.
To then rebuild again.
Instead of trying to repair my brokeness. My broken house.

Sometimes we just need to give up to get anywhere.

But I'm scared to do anything.
I need to put one foot in front of the other.
But how?
A step yes. But if I ask anyone to hold me accountable, I freeze. I lie. I ignore and push away.

The things I promised myself. and others. just weigh down on me.
Weigh me down.
Why can't i follow through?
Why can't i live?

Why can't i give up?
Why can't i focus
or want anything.

Why can't i have time.

Why haven't i cried in months?
Why haven't I had sex in months?
What's wrong with me.
and no, therapy won't solve anything
I just feel anxious about me. about it. Everything lies.
I lie.

Broken I understand.
Whole I don't.