Category: coffee pot posts

  • Almost got sucked down the social media rabbit hole again this morning. I’ve been trying to spend a lot less time on Facebook, but Threads is my major distraction these days. I highly recommend it as an alternative to Xitter, and it is increasingly populated by the major journalists and personalities that have abandoned that…

  • Getting my ducks in a row? Trying, anyway. I made an adjustment to my website this morning to put my artwork on the front page. I hope that won’t interfere with how my posts go out on email. If you notice that it’s wonky, please let me know and I’ll see what I can do…

  • I know, I know, I’m behind on posts and housework and yard work and most of all art work. I’m feeling better about my forced retirement situation (coming Jan. 1!) although still overwhelmed at times and I wake up thinking about work and how my co-workers are going to handle me leaving without being able…

  • Well, it’s been a crazy week. I was lucky to spend the previous week with Edwina Bringle and a fabulous small group of fiber artists at Wildacres Retreat near Little Switzerland, North Carolina, but that post will be coming after I sweep out the brainpan. “Be careful what you wish for,” as in when you…

  • Hopefully I won’t forget to click publish on this one like I forgot last time. There’s a lot going on and not much interesting to write about, not that I feel like I can share publicly anyway. I scheduled a lot of annual doctor and dentist visits this week and next and boy is it…

  • I feel so spoiled when I watch what much of the rest of the world is going through. We’re forecast to get some of that high heat this week but in this part of central North Carolina the heat is mainly tolerable. Now, that’s from someone who lives and works in air conditioning, but when…

  • On the quest to getting our shit together after a long period of depression and ill health, we went to the Greensboro Farmers’ Curb Market late this morning. Many vendors were not there, and a few were sold out of what I wanted, but that’s the trade-off of sleeping late. I’m fine with that trade-off,…

  • Actually, the coffee pot is empty now. I spent part of the morning sleeping late after staying up WAY TOO LATE looking at social media, and part of it reading “The Last Straw” by Bryant Holsenbeck on the front porch. My neighbor, Mike, came over and is excited about the possibility of transforming some of…

  • I’m still trying to get back to a normal sleep schedule after my steroid shot on Wednesday. Wow, I’ve never had such side effects before. Last night I got a full deep sleep finally after I took a melatonin, so I’ll going to do that earlier in the evening tonight. I haven’t had this much…

  • In which I’m thinking about how I “should” go to the farmers’ market, but I’m drinking coffee on the front porch and writing this instead. I wish I had more self-discipline when it comes to doing things in the mornings. Or evenings. Or during the day. Speaking of which, I’m heading back to my therapist…