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anxiety’s secret agenda: whispers

August 14, 2018August 14, 2018Leave a comment

Today was a day like many others. For some it could be considered downright ordinary. Routine. But not so much for me. I'm striving for a new normal. A new ordinary. A new routine. Routines are my friend. They help keep me grounded. They help keep me calm. They help keep my anxiety at bay … Continue reading anxiety’s secret agenda: whispers

rat based disillusionment… 

December 28, 2017December 28, 20172 Comments

I've written multiple times here about my fear of opossums. It probably wouldn't shock anyone to hear that I'm terrified of being eaten by something lurking in the deep end of a swimming pool. I've never gotten over my fear that a witch or monster may be lurking beneath my bed to snatch at my … Continue reading rat based disillusionment… 

there are still problems with living in the future…

December 19, 20171 Comment

At 7am on a Sunday I’m not expecting much. But I am expecting to be asleep. This 7am in particular had other ideas. Or Alexa did. Her little notification tone chimed. It’s a gentle tone. It didn’t make me sit bolt upright. It just made me ask Rick what was going on while I slowly … Continue reading there are still problems with living in the future…

surviving the sunpocalypse… 

August 22, 2017August 22, 2017Leave a comment

Yesterday North America witnessed a celestial event the likes of which many of us had never seen. Or that we just couldn't remember. Not because this doesn't happen every few years, but because it doesn't happen every few years here. And it's never happened in North America during the age of the internet when all … Continue reading surviving the sunpocalypse… 

this is not forty…

March 7, 2017March 7, 20177 Comments

Forty is a landmark. A milestone. It's a fixed place in time. It comes with a set of expectations. A certain amount of understanding. Of yourself. Of the people around you. Of the world. Tomorrow, as far as my birth certificate is concerned, I'll hit that landmark. But for me nothing feels set in stone. It doesn't … Continue reading this is not forty…

because I have a huge crush on technology…

June 16, 20124 Comments

Living in a time when so many of us can hold a world of knowledge in the palm of our hand -or shove it in our pocket or toss it in our purse- it's easy to lose sight of just how amazing the technology of today is.  When I was a kid watching shows like … Continue reading because I have a huge crush on technology…

the zombie apocalypse begins here…

May 28, 20124 Comments

A quick search of the internet for signs of the coming zombie apocalypse yielded results that I feel are fairly inaccurate.  Bizarre parasites, mutations, and idiotic political leaders don't seem to herald the end of times to me.  Maybe it's just the time I grew up in?  But today something hit much closer to home. … Continue reading the zombie apocalypse begins here…

precisely 22 minutes…

January 16, 20121 Comment

Today, as I sat in the waiting room waiting for my girl's class to finish, there was a problem. A disturbance. In the force, if you will. As if millions of voices suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced.  They were totally in my head though... But still, they needed silencing. You see, … Continue reading precisely 22 minutes…

a note on creepy men…

September 12, 20115 Comments

This isn't about the socially awkward slightly clueless guys that can't really figure out how to approach a woman.  Not guys that stumble over their words.  It isn't the shy guys.  It isn't even about the overly confident cocky assholes who think they're god's gifts to women.  This is for the creeps.  A bit of … Continue reading a note on creepy men…

tale of a (temporarily) stay at home mom…

September 7, 201112 Comments

I bought a mop.  I needed a mop.  I went to the store for a mop and I bought one.  And some hair dye, it was on the list too.  A mop and hair dye because a girl has to have her priorities. I've been hiding in a little box for over a year, tucked … Continue reading tale of a (temporarily) stay at home mom…

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