The Power of Vacation

(re-run, pre-pandemic) The week after Christmas is dead time for scheduled activities. Chorus rehearsals are cancelled. The city building where I exercise three times a week is closed.  There’s a lot of extra time during the day. So . . . . . . for the first time in two and a half years, I… Continue reading The Power of Vacation

Oranges, Anyone?

It was a very cold Saturday when I headed out to run an errand. I’d walked one dog, played ball with the other one, taken down the tree, packed away the Christmas stuff and done three loads of laundry. My youngest was on a plane on her way back to Baltimore. I passed the tiny… Continue reading Oranges, Anyone?

Why Seniors Shouldn’t Multi Task

(re-run) I’ve been multi-tasking my whole life. Until today. No more. This is why. I spent the last two days working with my handy woman/gardener/housecleaner at my beach house. We cleaned and organized the garage, donated furniture and stuff with her truck and moved rocks around in the front yard.  She left this morning, and… Continue reading Why Seniors Shouldn’t Multi Task

The Young Have Strength, the Old Have Cash

The stages of life are a series of polar opposites. The young are strong. The old are at their wealthiest. The young can’t afford stuff but are strong enough to lift it. The old can’t lift it, but they have the cash to buy things. This is how I got my new bathroom vanity installed… Continue reading The Young Have Strength, the Old Have Cash

Five Errands and a Passport Photo

(re-run) My daughter is going to her college friend’s wedding in India. She discovered that her passport was about to expire, which got me to wondering if mine had expired. I hadn’t used it since I got divorced.  I found it and saw the expiration date was 2019. That’s what the pandemic will do to… Continue reading Five Errands and a Passport Photo

The People I Meet When Thrifting

(re-run) I have a deep need to thrift. I do it at least once a week, even on vacations. I’m not talking consignment stores where people bring in items, hoping to get some money back.  I’m talking about stores that take donations and sell things on the cheap because they got them for free. Last… Continue reading The People I Meet When Thrifting

Falling, Falling, Falling

(re-run) The first time it happened, one of my shoelaces was untied. I stepped on it with my other shoe, then picked up my foot in the untied shoe and fell over.  I was going over a berm along a busy street to get to  – you guessed it – a thrift store. That was… Continue reading Falling, Falling, Falling