It never goes exactly as planned. You try to anticipate every possibility and even plan for the unexpected. But the process of changing the platform your blog is hosted on takes time. My website guru has done a fantastic job of getting my website onto a platform that is more robust. If you ever need website work done, contact her, Katie Wilbur My readership has … [Read more...] about Migrating is Stressful
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Why couldn’t I follow the plan?
It was a simple plan. I empty the dishwasher, and then you fill it. The empty dogfood cans in the sink that were full of water and soaking shouldn’t have entered the equation. But when I decided to take out the recycling, suddenly it was a big deal. The act of taking out the recycling container was not the problem. It was fixating on those cans in the sink that ruined the … [Read more...] about Why couldn’t I follow the plan?
In the dark, I kicked the box and out popped an automatic thought
At 4 AM, I awoke and needed to go to the bathroom. I rolled back the covers and slid my legs off the bed. I moved the covers over my pillow so Rikki wouldn’t be tempted to move there while I was up. Rikki is our rescue beagle. She sleeps with us, mostly at the foot of the bed, but sometimes she curls up very near, or on my pillow. Fully out of the bed, I turned in the darkness … [Read more...] about In the dark, I kicked the box and out popped an automatic thought
The Bear Came Back Last Night
I knew I should have brought the birdfeeders in last night. I got home just before 1 AM. My new job is going well, but the commute is an hour and seven minutes. Since I closed last night, I didn’t leave the building until well after 11:30 PM. When I pulled into the driveway, I saw the birdfeeders were still out. The night before was the same thing. I got home after midnight … [Read more...] about The Bear Came Back Last Night
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
I've got one hand in my pocket https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CUjIY_XxF1g Traveling into work yesterday, this song came on the radio. I am not ashamed to admit that I cranked up the volume and sang along. A month ago, I wasn't even turning the radio on. I was on a winding backroad through cornfields and soybean crops. The sun was shining and there were some white clouds in … [Read more...] about I’ve got one hand in my pocket