In the Slow Lane

I am at the beach town where I go to get off the grid, slow down, and regroup. I come down here about every ten days, now that the storms are over and there are no more power outages or falling trees.  I bring my dogs, and they know they won’t get a walk, but instead they get a back yard and a bigger front yard where they can run back and forth, plus dig for gophers.

Since I have no internet here, instead of wasting time online yesterday, I did my thrift store rounds and then pulled a bunch of weeds plus filled the green can with tree limbs from the last time.  I had a lazy salad for dinner, read two local papers, and fell asleep during one of the sitcom re-runs.

This morning I got up and read yesterday’s paper. I shared my apple with the dogs and then took a shower, threw in a load of laundry, and headed out for the Carmel thrift stores.  My new phone was dead, and I’d forgotten the charger.  I planned to go to Verizon after I scored some cool stuff. I was ready to head to the mall for the charger, but a volunteer told me to go to CVS  and get one there instead. She was correct, and I also picked up some milk and headed home for lunch, ready to charge my phone. At the last minute I remembered to drive along the coast from the aquarium to the ocean to see the purple ice plant that is blooming right now.

I pulled more weeds in the sun and then had the rest of my Costco sandwich. I pulled more weeds until my ears were ringing up a storm. The weeds are never-ending, but I need to pace myself. I’ve got lots of time to get rid of them. No more rain = no more weeds till next fall.

I potted some of the succulents my neighbor gave me when I took her a bag of shoes for her trip to Peru (she left this morning).  Then I came inside, felt dizzy from the weed pulling, so climbed into the recliner and took a nap with a dog snuggled in there with me.

The barking of my two dogs woke me up (neighbor walking by), so I turned on Ellen and ate another salad. Then I watched the local and national news, read another local paper, put away the wheelbarrow and wagon, brought in the laundry, and sat down to write this blog.

No internet. Not even a working phone till 2:00 p.m. No stress. Lots of extra time.

Pulling weeds in the sun and taking naps in the daytime.

It doesn’t get much slower than that.

Tomorrow it’s back to the rat race — Facebook, all that.

I am ready.

I am at the beach town where I go to get off the grid, slow down, and regroup. I come down here about every ten days, now that the storms are over and there are no more power outages or falling trees.  I bring my dogs, and they know they won’t get a walk, but instead they get a back yard and a bigger front yard where they can run back and forth, plus dig for gophers.

Since I have no internet here, instead of wasting time online yesterday, I did my thrift store rounds and then pulled a bunch of weeds plus filled the green can with tree limbs from the last time.  I had a lazy salad for dinner, read two local papers, and fell asleep during one of the sitcom re-runs.

This morning I got up and read yesterday’s paper. I shared my apple with the dogs and then took a shower, threw in a load of laundry, and headed out for the Carmel thrift stores.  My new phone was dead, and I’d forgotten the charger.  I planned to go to Verizon after I scored some cool stuff. I was ready to head to the mall for the charger, but a volunteer told me to go to CVS  and get one there instead. She was correct, and I also picked up some milk and headed home for lunch, ready to charge my phone. At the last minute I remembered to drive along the coast from the aquarium to the ocean to see the purple ice plant that is blooming right now.

I pulled more weeds in the sun and then had the rest of my Costco sandwich. I pulled more weeds until my ears were ringing up a storm. The weeds are never-ending, but I need to pace myself. I’ve got lots of time to get rid of them. No more rain = no more weeds till next fall.

I potted some of the succulents my neighbor gave me when I took her a bag of shoes for her trip to Peru (she left this morning).  Then I came inside, felt dizzy from the weed pulling, so climbed into the recliner and took a nap with a dog snuggled in there with me.

The barking of my two dogs woke me up (neighbor walking by), so I turned on Ellen and ate another salad. Then I watched the local and national news, read another local paper, put away the wheelbarrow and wagon, brought in the laundry, and sat down to write this blog.

No internet. Not even a working phone till 2:00 p.m. No stress. Lots of extra time.

Pulling weeds in the sun and taking naps in the daytime.

It doesn’t get much slower than that.

Tomorrow it’s back to the rat race — Facebook, all that.

I am ready.

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