slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: Rants
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I wanted to sleep a little later, but I really didn’t need to. Pablocito convinced me of that with his loud meowing. He is a pain in the ass early in the morning and he is the most vocal kitty we have ever lived with. However, he has settled in to curling up beside me…
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This week I’ve relaxed into my new lifestyle for sure. Tuesday we went to our big used bookstore in town, and we absolutely hate that it will be moving about 40 miles away – grrr – and traded in a few books for credit. We immediately used the credit and I bought two books on…
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I really am working on the Mexico travel posts. I’m almost ready to post the ones from Querétaro. I wrote a lot of it when I was in the throes of a very bad mood so I need to edit that and add the photos I’ve edited and uploaded. I’ve vented a lot of this…
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A long time ago, in my first job working for a large corporation, I was tasked with putting up a display. I saw that the display featured products that were discontinued and out-of-stock, so I ordered some new signage and substituted products we did have in stock. Then I was told that I had to…
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Not much snow, the way I like it. REALLY cold for North Carolina, though. 24 degrees F at 10:50 a.m. What is notable about this snow is that this year I see many tracks that I suspect are fox tracks. Critters really love to live under that building, and in the space between the ceiling…
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Hard to remember any more. I have to use a calendar these days to keep track of days. Now that Sandy is retired he has particular problems with not having a steady schedule, and I’ve encouraged him to start keeping a digital calendar, although any kind would do as long as he looks at it…
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Well, it was…a rough week and a busy social weekend and it’s only Monday and I’m exhausted. I look at what everyone else does and it amazes me that I’m exhausted when I do so much less than they do, yet they keep on truckin’. Good news: this weekend I reconnected with weavers from our…
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I love Julia Sugarbaker. I went full Julia Sugarbaker on a housekeeping employee in the building yesterday. (At first I thought full “Karen,” but I feel sorry for the undeserving Karens of the world that got popped with this denigration of their names.) Every morning I see this man, working inside our building, with a…
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I don’t know about you, but I feel like I need to put a title on each post and I seldom try to come up with something witty or appropriate to what I have written any more. What I noticed when I went through almost every one of my posts last year was that sometimes…
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The church bells are chiming out twelve rings as I begin writing this post. Now they are playing hymns, which never ceases to annoy me but not quite as much as it used to. I know the words to many of these hymns and I am prone to hymn earworms, and a lot of them…
slowly she turned 