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Distractions

  • Moving around a roadblock.

      I was going to write about all of the heavy thoughts I’ve been mulling over since the election this past Tuesday and about how at a time like this I would normally feel like jumping up and down, waving… Continue reading

    Moving around a roadblock.

  • Oh Dark Thirty or Something Like That

    I’m not sure how long I’ve been awake, but realize it only when I hear the surf’s low roar in the distance through the window I opened yesterday just to get a bit of cool air in the room, then… Continue reading

  • Empty Nest Syndrome

      It’s been just more than a month since I finished my year’s obligation  and I’ve busied myself with all sorts of things I wouldn’t exactly describe as constructive.  The weather here has been far less than summery, with the… Continue reading

    Empty Nest Syndrome

  • Windy Summer Days & Pickles

    Windy summer days are gifts, their bursts of cool air a welcome relief to my perpetually damp middle-aged skin.  I  stand on the side of the house where the gusts are strongest and raise my arms a bit, allowing it to… Continue reading

  • Thinking with asterisks

    William Zinsser says, “To write well about your life you only have to be true to yourself.” I knew that.  It doesn’t make it easier to choose to delve into something I don’t feel like delving into, however, and I… Continue reading

  • Making a plan for myself, maybe.

    Yesterday, I avoided coming up here to sit at the keyboard, to sort through emails, to sip my coffee while scrolling through the early morning cacophony that is Twitter.  I’ve been doing this for more time than I like to… Continue reading

  • Construction and Ugly Cookies

      I’m exhausted, and I’m always surprised when I realize it.  Like someone who doesn’t spend 12 hours a day at the office shouldn’t be tired — ever.  So not only am I exhausted, I’m annoyed that I’m exhausted. It’s… Continue reading

  • Monday: Fair to Middlin’

    I must be mellow today.  I’ll credit the heavy fog blowing across my patio right now, and the drops of water left on my plants and spider webs high in the trees.  It doesn’t look or feel like late summer,… Continue reading

  • You, too can enjoy life past 30

    Today is my birthday.  And as much as I can say that many women my age choose not to admit their age, I’m proud of mine. I’m 52 years old.  Not 52 years young, or 52 years better.  It doesn’t… Continue reading

  • Wordle and Other Excellent Friday Distractions

    Have you spent time with wordle yet? It’s fun if you don’t have anything better to do. In fact, it’s perfect if you do have things to do, but just can’t seem to motivate yourself to do them. Cleaning the… Continue reading