slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: voluntary simplicity
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Sitting here, drinking my coffee, killing a little bit of time before the stores I need to go to open this morning. I had to take the morning off to run these errands because I killed the battery in my car AGAIN. I don’t even know why I turned the headlights on, because I didn’t…
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Here is an excerpt from an article being written for the Permaculture Activist by Robert Waldrop (of the Better Times Almanac, a wonderful publication) on “Kitchen Permaculture.” This was sent to me via the Slow Food DC mailing list, via Robert’s email to the Terramadre mailing list. It speaks to the heart of what I…
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I came home from JCCFS to a healthy crop of grass seed. You see, our lawn mower, a cheap cantankerous machine that came with the purchase of our house in 2001, is in disrepair. We have occasionally been able to get it going by holding our mouths right and kicking the tires, but this time…
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Sundays start out something like this: First the cats, then the coffee. I spend some time with the newspaper in the bamboo chair or on the porch swing, depending on the weather. I pull the ads out and put them in a paper bag to be recycled. That takes away at least half of the…
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My Saturdays tend to follow a pattern. Like every day, I am bullied out of bed by my dear cats to make them breakfast, then I make myself a small pot of coffee. I read the newspaper, which I get every day even though I changed my subscription to Sundays only and have reported it,…
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Sunday night was bad…I had a panic attack. Then Monday morning, a co-worker called me from work and I had to go in to take care of some things. Everything at work is in chaos. One of the people I support took a vacation last week (which was an extremely unwise decision, to be kind…
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Yay! A three day weekend, and I have warned everyone at work that I might make it a four or five day weekend. I have got to get my anxiety under control. I’m getting quite crazy. It’s the “Nibbled to Death by Ducks Syndrome” again. Part of the reason I am pursuing a simple lifestyle…
slowly she turned 