This sign is along the green area where I walk my girls every day. I always question the fact where it says subject to fine, because there never seems to any law enforcement types around to enforce this law.
When we walk, in addition to bags for the dogs, I bring one for tourist litter. Beer cans, tasty kake wrappers, McDonald’s half eaten sandwiches and their wrappers, 5 hour energy bottles… I could go on and on.
So yes, summer dollars are dependent on summer tourists. In an ideal life, they would have some consideration for the people who live here.
Don’t let the door hit you guys on the way out…..
So after doing time in Purgatory,aka my 10-6 shift, they decided to throw me a bone and put me on a 7-3 shift.
Of course, in anticipation of the return to regular hours, I couldn’t sleep, and finally fell asleep around 2:30.The alarms went off at 5am,and up I go to get the girls on the way.
We are in now, and the ferry traffic is picking up.the best part of all of this?
I get to leave at 3pm!
We have gone a month and a half without any significant rain. Lawns of those who aren’t down here full time look like straw.
And then there’s today. We may just be privy to the rain that normally hits our neighbors on the coast. God knows we need it.
Which leads to my day today..any guesses to the amount of refund/cancellation calls I’ll get?
Film at 11.
Ah, the joys of relocation.
This time last year I was lamenting the fact that we had to get up tomorrow morning at 2am and make sure we were packed up to head back to the city. To add insult to injury, after we would unpack the car and walk the girls, we’d have, maybe, a half hour to lay down before I’d have to leave for work.
How times have changed.
I am watching folks in the neighbor hood throw their trash away in their cans, close their windows, pack their cars and kids up and head up Delsea Drive or the Garden State Parkway. It’s a step backward into the area I have come to love during the weekday, the area called QUIET.
Sure, It doesn’t hurt that I have two days off until I have to go back to the bakery, but, hey, it’s the first official weekend holiday of summer. I am not going to bed at 9:30. I am having an adult beverage.I can sleep in tomorrow.
Today and a day or two ago, people started talking to me about the weather getting warmer.Oh yes, I would agree with them that we have crawled up from 8 degrees to 19.People aren’t talking about that though:they are referring to spring.
I am getting a little misty-eyed at the thought of more folks coming down here to ” Mayberry” or “Amity”, as I have been to call Shangri-la here.I know the economy depends on it.I will be extremely happy that I won’t have to pack up to leave on Sunday night and sit in bumper to bumper traffic.I will not like one thing, though, and that is noise.I really don’t have cause to complain here, because next to towns on the Coastline, we are actually kind of quiet.When the season begins, though,it gets somewhat louder and people start speeding through town.
It’s not enough to have me run back to the big city, but I’ll be so happy when October comes and things get back to normal.
Pretty sad to say when you were actually out walking in 30 degree weather and enjoying it.
I watch the weather channel and heave a mighty sigh when I see what the Northeastern part of the United States, especially Boston, is going through.We actually had a pleasant day, where I went out with a shovel and tried to move snow around before the Siberian chill hits.I managed to make my 10,000 fit bit steps early and am still trying to do a few more, in anticipation of NOT going out tomorrow.
It is really crazy,as the Siberian chill is due to hit here tomorrow and Friday, and Saturday it is due to rain here and be 46.I longingly think back to the time when winter was winter and you knew it: you weren’t playing twirl the radio dial as fast as you can to see what the next hour’s weather will bring.
The girls had fun walking with me.They get a wee bit confused when I stay inside and they have to go in the yard for the bathroom.They miss the exercise we get together.I miss the exercise together. The wind chill, though, keeps my feet firmly planted on the ground.
Stay warm and be safe! Watch the ice!
I went to a Property Owners’ Association meeting tonight which was preceded by a dinner at the hall.As we are down here full-time,it only makes sense to attend the meetings and see what exactly is going on.
What is humorous here is that there are a lot of folks like me who were city employees who have since retired or worked for another business in the city and couldn’t wait to get down here to enjoy life.When I got into the hall tonight I met up with two of my neighbors who had retired the year before I did.Talk about being greeted with open arms! The only thing that Jim and I noticed is that if you don’t exercise down here, folks walk around with a significant belly, or rather, one considerably larger than when we first met them.
It was nice to be at the meeting to be with folks and get welcomed into your new lifestyle.It really reinforces that the time was right to start the next chapter in your life.