Human At Work
I was at the doctor’s yet again the other day. While waiting my turn to enter the privileged space behind door number one, an older gentleman and his wife came out from the same (only) door. He was short in stature (though I might be soon if I don’t stop shrinking) and wore a cap…
I am going to write a Christmas letter to include in Christmas cards this year. Just in case we send Christmas cards, which we usually do not. In any case, at least this weird (so far) year will be easier to remember if I write happenings down somewhere. And won’t everyone be surprised if I…
I have no chance to existin the way a person whodoes not flinch at the manyinteruptions we humansface daily lives. Or do I? Each day I start bystanding vertically nextnext to the bed bringsa new chance to workon achieving my dailygoal of not just planningto DO something, butactually doing it. I do not need to…
Does it make any sense to, as I am selling things online on Etsy, 1) buy MORE things that I think I can make a little money off of, and 2) get more different items on Etsy to try and gain more customers? Yeah. I thought it didn’t make sense. Too late. Peace. Kevin
Like an ostrich, sometimes I find it easier to just bury my head into virtual sand, rather than dwell on things that depress. It has been a difficult time lately with a lot of medical visits and, so far, two surgeries (counting next week). I didn’t realize, or I hoped it would not come to…
An old lady lives in a house up the street from Grandma’s. It is one of my favorite places to go in the whole world. It is like nothing else I have ever seen in my life. There is an old screened-in building in the middle of the grassy lawn, right next to the large…
A headline in the Guardian today: “Just 32% of Americans say Trump has right priorities, new poll finds, ahead of State of the Union speech.” Who are these people and what the HELL are they drinking? “Right Priorities” — really? Peace. Kevin
It seems like if I didn’t have my mobile phone, I would not be able to do so many things that, in the past, I could manage to do without assistance. There is more, but you get the idea. It seems like I would be lost without my phone, and I’m not sure I am…
Three days before Christmas, I told her, “I know what I want for Christmas.” She stopped and gazed down at me –looking for a smirk, a smile, a grin, or a twinkle in my eye. Was it a joke or was I having her on? I stared up at her, suppressing my smirk, my smile,…
I added a few links a while back, and I have not received any subscription requests. This means either there really isn’t anyone looking at the site OR people ARE looking at the site (doubtful, I see the stats) and don’t care to subscribe OR there are PPL looking, but the s*** I am posting…