Treat yourself like someone you love, she said.

It's time to do something to address it. Now that your hair is white. Now that your kids are basically grown. Now that you have time to look at yourself and understand that things need fixing. I lived a decade in this house as a dust bunny. If that seems like an exaggeration, maybe then an odd bipedal daddy longlegs patrolling the unmolested network of cobwebs, high and low, in the quiet darkness. Let this last few years be something else. Something brighter.