Lights: 1 – Zoë: 0

Today was going to be my day. Today was going to be my victory. My coming of age as a strong, self-sufficient and capable woman. It would mark my entrance into the world of crafty handymen and DIY-goddesses and bring about a new era of enlightenment. Or, at least, actual light. Sadly, the fates sawContinue reading “Lights: 1 – Zoë: 0”