Enjoying my new size
My good friend, Philip, has prompted me, now that I am completely downsized and settled, that I should get my creative juices flowing and dust off this old bloggy. So, while sitting on my patio and enjoying the sunshine (but not the wind), I’ve decided to do just that.
One good aspect of my new apartment, the porch is covered. The balcony of my previous apartment was open-air so I would certainly not have been sitting out on the patio with pieces of tree falling on my head writing in my bloggy. Here, the wind is whipping my hair but no debris is falling and the sun is not beating down on me. I can enjoy it’s warmth without actually getting burned by it. Bubbles, my ever faithful pet bunny, is also enjoying some freedom on the patio, sniffing and tickling my toes occasionally when I least expect it. Currently, he has his nose glued to the ground, sniffing away at who knows what. Oops, he’s decided it’s time for a nap. What a great idea! The pool looks inviting but I think I’ll abstain for now due to the wind and the fact that I haven’t shaved my legs for a couple of days. Don’t want to scare off my new neighbors.
And sooooo . . . what to write about on such a beautiful day with such peaceful surroundings. Maybe I’ll just share some photos.
Categories: Personal Tags: beautiful sunny days (with a touch of wind on the side), blogging, Bubbles, outdoors
Yesterday
Yesterday I spent doing the exciting tasks of paying bills, filling out financial paperwork, and cleaning my house and Bubble’s house (my bunny). My house was dirtier but his house stunk worse, so I did his first. Fortunately for me, my dear mother was in a way to be helpful and decided it was her duty to come and help me clean up. I don’t know where she gets the energy. At her age, she still runs circles around me. I tried to dissuade her but she insisted on coming over so what could I do. That wonderful woman would do almost anything to spend time with me. I am so grateful for the parents that God gave me.
No time for the website or bloggy yesterday (bummer) and tonight it is back to work, so maybe Thursday. My mother doesn’t understand how I can become so involved in a project at home, like the website, that I am able to completely ignore the cesspool around me and forget to eat, lol, but, for better or for worse, I can. I blame it on my OCD. I’m afraid my mother thinks I am just disgusting and irresponsible and lazy, but she never comes out and says it, bless her. Thanks to the Labor Day holiday, I have an extra day off this week (tomorrow) so maybe I’ll get some website work done then. Oops, I’d better go get ready for work. Catch ya’ll later.
Categories: Personal Tags: Bubbles, housecleaning, mundane tasks, my mother, new website
Crashin’ and burnin’
Ugh! I have come to a standstill, a state of creative stagnation. Last night I slept and slept — went to bed at 11 pm and didn’t wake up until 10 a.m. A far cry from my wired habits of the past few days, and I woke up with a monster sinus headache and a sore throat. Could it be that Bubbles’ cage is needing cleaned or am I just worn out from my manic creative spree?
Currently, I am trying to overcome some javascript issues presented by KompoZer which are preventing me from uploading my Google ads and my free Feedjit widgets. At present, I have to upload the page and then go in and edit it on the server to add these gadgets. This is very tedious and irritating given the number of times my pages have all changed during the past few days. If anyone out there has experienced this glitch and can offer a solution, I would be happy to hear it. Of course, I suppose if I would just work with code from scratch I could overcome all of this, but I am just not that talented, “yet”.
More coffee with French vanilla creamer and a piece of pizza and back to the drawing board I go. I should clean myself up, I’m filthy, and go out to get some rabbit litter and groceries, but I probably will obsess on this project and not leave the house until tomorrow when I have to return to work — ugh! Yes, I have to work on Labor Day while the rest of you are out picnicking.






