This is what consumes my day. Plans, planning to plan, revising plans, feeling guilty about not planning enough, or not accomplishing what was planned etc. There are seemingly little things, like remembering to move the laundry to the dryer so I don’t have to wash it again, or bringing the right color pen to rehearsal… Continue reading Plans and Planning
I’m not that worried about the environment, or my carbon footprint, or renewable energy. Despite my apathy, I have noticed that I’m doing a pretty good job of being green. This greenery mainly developed through frugality, or necessity. Check it out: 1) Walking practically everywhere. Why I do it: We only have one car, and… Continue reading How to be green without really meaning to
Mental note: make no more declarations of how frequently to blog. It’s not going to happen; it just doesn’t rank. Fine. It seems that I’m always posting at unreasonable hours. I wish I could claim that it was the baby keeping me up. Wait, no, I don’t wish that at all. What’s been happening? The… Continue reading um, july?
Well, well, well. Here we are at the end of May. I have a baby and a ridiculously clean kitchen. Sure, those items may seem totally disconnected. And maybe they are. But it’s Motzei Shabbos, and all my dishes are clean, the diapers are on their second cycle in the washer, the floor is mopped… Continue reading things rattling around in my head at 1:15 a.m.
It was really windy all day. Humid and windy. I was at work until 4 p.m., and I periodically glanced out the window to watch the trees bend and sway in a macabre display of elasticity. It’s fascinating how wood can be both firm and flexible, depending on the conditions. After work, I came home… Continue reading Ike, northern style
Getting adjusted to not working has been a more formidable task than I realized it would be. The amount of self-discipline it takes to get up in the morning and get things . . . done, well, it’s more than I’m currently displaying. Slowly, slowly, I’m becoming more productive, but it’s at a ridiculously slow… Continue reading Slacker….
So, we finally moved to Cleveland. My parents were a great, great help. They rented a car from St. Lou and drove down to Memphis, then my father and husband switched off driving the enormous Penske truck for the day-and-a-half trip. We towed our car from the back of the truck (an interesting experience in… Continue reading In Cleveland, still in boxes
We started packing before Pesach, and then momentum was really good for a while. Now I’ve slacked off and no longer feel so motivated to box things up. Plus, my mom is coming the weekend of the 24th to help out a bit, so that makes me even LESS motivated, as she is a packing… Continue reading moving, moving, moving
Because then I get a chance to think about things which may otherwise fall by the wayside. Like how I behaved at the office that day. Or toward my husband. Or sometimes I call my mother and chit-chat. For a good run of several weeks, I’ve been listening to the radio while washing, but I… Continue reading Why I like doing dishes
Well, it hasn’t been as long of a lapse since I last wrote as I thought there was, which is somewhat of a relief. Nothing too much has changed; I’m still working, we’re still moving, I’m getting ready for Pesach (not much time left!). We take a pilot trip to Cleveland May 2, IY”H, and… Continue reading Pre-Pesach Prepping