We celebrated my Mother-in-law’s birthday twice within the past week. She turned 100 on Thanksgiving day. It was a good time,especially since we went through some health scares in the summer. It definitely made her birthday a celebration.
So here I sit on Cyber-Monday, enjoying the peace and quiet. It is especially quiet now, as we had a good soaking of rain today.
Here’s hoping you have a good week, my friends, and that the weather is treating you well.
There is something to be said for being alone with your self.I mean, not really totally alone, as the fur girls are with me.
It is a beautiful late spring late afternoon turning into twilight,and the air is getting a wee bit cooler, which makes it more pleasant.The screen is open to the back door,keeping the state bug of Wisconsin( tip o’the hat to Terry Quade) AND New Jersey out.The quiet just envelopes your mind and for all the years that you hear people say, put your mind at rest, and you think, this is what they mean.
We just got back in from our post dinner walk and might go out for one more in an hour, but for now, quiet rules the realm. No tv or anything. They’ll be enough later on.And, after all, tomorrow is a work day.
Peace is wonderful!
So anyone who has moved at all during their life knows the stress of moving. As many times as I would move, and I would pray I’d never have to do it again.
No, the stress with moving is a walk in the park: try tying in the art of wrapping up your entire life in retirement and moving from an urban area to a place where I stand out on our deck at night and I hear crickets or birds and night sounds you’d never know exist in the city. We have come to the point where are in the home stretch and the anxiety is overwhelming.
Comcast is a current nail in our foot.Jim’s comcast email has disappeared. He has spent over 8 1/2 hours on the phone with Comcast, who evidently have decided they know how to do anything, lets assign people trouble tickets, and tell them their problem will be solved in 72 hours. Not good.Try to complain to Xfinity, you know the “kinder, gentler Comcast name”, well, they don’t care.There is no one to complain to and with their outsourcing of workers, they have no qualms at hanging up on you.I work in a Customers Service unit and if I even thought of trying what they( Comcast) are doing, I wouldn’t have to worry about retiring.
So I will wrap this post up praying for a miracle regarding Comcast, and hopefully, some peace of mind along the way.If you want to share any Comcast customer service, er, rather, lack of service stories, feel free to leave them in the comments.
Peace and quiet.
I have no human children, but I can understand about peace and quiet.
When you work in customer service all day, ideally you pay attention to those you are trying to help.Pretty sad when you have to quiet them in your head with noise so you can actually pay attention to them instead of the noise that surrounds you.
You come home and would like to listen to television, radio, music, or read and all you have is constant noise. Not that you don’t love your family, mind you, but there are times where I’d give a million dollars for 60 minutes of peace and quiet.
The only saving grace are the fur girls. We go walking and things are nice and quiet.
Ah….if only it would stay that way…lol
I was up early this morning and we all went for a walk before any of the neighbors were apparently up.
The snow squall that started yesterday left a beautiful coating on the lawns and the sidewalks were clear. The girls enjoyed playing in the snow; it was as if they knew that winter is probably through.There is always something about walking in a quiet, snowy city that just serves as balm for the soul. The quiet of the streets meets the pure white of the snow, and for a while, all seems right with the world.
I just have to remember that feeling while swatting mosquitoes in the summer…..lol
It’s 1:17am and I am the only one awake in our home.
Amazing what trying to rebound from slipping and falling will do to you.
I crashed and burned about 9:30pm and Kept my aching body under the covers. I had a scare when walking the girls last night that the ligament behind the right knee was not feeling too supportive and I have not felt that in a long, long time.It’s hard to believe that it’s going to be three years since the knees were replaced.Jim and I both agree that we have to shake off this temporary abode malaise and start getting our act together. I personally am looking forward to having a fully working kitchen again and flatlands to exercise myself and the pups in.
Bring it on!
Below? An almost three year old picture of the knees while in rehab…lovely, right?
It’s been a while so here goes…
I am grateful for the delicious cool front blowing through the area this morning.
It makes the fur girls and myself oh so comfy not to sweat.
The birch trees we have planted along the side of the house are nid=ce and green and protecting the house
with lovely shade.Not only pretty, not only home to the birds, but shady!
A chance to have a three day weekend away from city issues and bumps and
bruises-the body and mind are both grateful .
An opportunity to get some good fur girl walking in to get all three of
us in shape-go team fur girl!
For all my good friends and your support for me, please always feel it’s right
back at you!
Have a great weekend.