(re-run) My cars sit out every summer since there’s no way they can go into the garage. Fires are burning north of here and have been for weeks. The Bay Area air is smoky. I look at the blue plastic tubs of flammable clothing and think, “It would take days for all of this to… Continue reading Letting Go
Category: memoir
Chorus Concerts a Super-spreader Weekend
(re-run) I’m in an awesome chorus with 94 people. Last spring we performed Friday night, Saturday night, and Sunday afternoon. We all had to show a negative antigen test from Friday morning. We thought we were golden. We took off our masks. I’ve been wearing a mask to every rehearsal for four months. But it’s… Continue reading Chorus Concerts a Super-spreader Weekend
Whatever is Meant to Be
(re-run) I’ve been on the hunt for bookcases. I have ten tubs of antique books sitting in a damp garage near the beach, and it would be good to get them into the house. I sold all my beautiful bookcases when I was getting divorced. I knew the new smaller house wouldn’t be able to… Continue reading Whatever is Meant to Be
The Case of the Missing Bathtub
I had everything ready – the shower tile, floor tile, the vanity, the toilet with the round bowl, the towel bars, the shower nozzle and valve, and the bathtub on order from Home Depot, arriving on May 1st. But it didn’t. When I clicked the tracking button, there was no tracking available. I knew that… Continue reading The Case of the Missing Bathtub
Facebook Cracks Me Up
(re-run) Facebook cracks me up. I posted a photo of my girlfriend and me, posing next to a glorious Christmas tree, both of us decked out in our holiday finest. She’s a stunner, but people were nice and said we were both beautiful. I thought, I’ll take that. Then one random friend said, “Beautiful tree!” … Continue reading Facebook Cracks Me Up
Things That Go Flash in the Night
I was so tired from all the yardwork that I didn’t sleep well. I had tried to heat up the cold beach house, first by opening the windows and letting in the warmer air, and then in the evening, by turning on the heat. The thermostat wasn’t working and indicated I needed to replace the… Continue reading Things That Go Flash in the Night
So Forgetful
It has happened. I’ve reached the age where I can’t remember anything. Last night I left chorus at 9:15 and hurried home with my green chorus bag. I sat in my chair and watched the news, thinking about going to bed, when I received a text. A friend in the all-women’s small group that had… Continue reading So Forgetful
The Ceiling Post
Today, as I lay on the examination table at physical therapy, I looked up at the ceiling while the PT dude manipulated my elbow and stretched it this way and that. When he left and sent a much younger dude over to put ultrasound on my elbow, I tried to chat him up. The young… Continue reading The Ceiling Post
Butt Dials and Other My-Bads
(re-run) I had lunch with my son yesterday. We tried to figure out why I’d used up all my storage on my cell phone. He took a look, handed back my phone, and watched me put it in my pocket. “You need to hit the button on the side and turn off your screen,” he… Continue reading Butt Dials and Other My-Bads
Staying Fit without a Fitbit
(re-run) Today the ladies were discussing, before and after Zumba class on Zoom, how many steps we take during one class and how many calories we burn. This went on for a while, and I signed off. I don’t need a gadget to tell me if I am getting enough exercise. I have dogs. They… Continue reading Staying Fit without a Fitbit
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