Five years ago, my pal Molly and her husband Richard flew in from New York to visit her parents, "Mel" (z"l) and "Sally." It was their first visit after M&S moved into "Old People Harvard," the independent and assisted-living community where Mom had been living for two years. It was a great gift to Mom … Continue reading Accidental landlording & purposeful librarianship: a dispatch from the busy zone with a reminder to VOTE TUESDAY!
This holiday season, my sister got me a pair of socks that sprung a hole the first time I wore them and a pen my brother-in-law brought back from a trip to China whose individual components waged a civil war in my coat pocket. (The pieces are still in there.) She also got me a … Continue reading Reductio ad Essentialis:Diet time at The Landfill I Call Home
Yesterday Sweetheart's brother Tommy came over to help him do some excavating. I'm not sure what they got done, because I was busy fighting with myself over letting go of useless things I wanted to keep. Also, realizing that I was doing my own excavating while listening to Garbage made me feel a bit more cheerful. Cheerful, … Continue reading Repo Week – Day 5: I Can Dream, Can’t I?
Yesterday I reached the place where you decide that starting from scratch would be easier. Which was quickly followed by advice from the voice in my head. “You should have just burned the house down.” Then I thought about the logistics, and of saving my musical instruments (the dog and cat were already outside with … Continue reading Repo Week-Day 4: Burning Down the House would be easier
First off, a shoutout to Bruce Cockburn. Today’s headline is ripped straight from one of his songs. It’s actually the title track of his 1983 release. By the time my office gets to its new normal, it’ll be better. But right now, it’s worse, even though I hauled a bunch of stuff out yesterday. Some … Continue reading Repo Week- Day 2: “The trouble with normal/is it always gets worse”