Month: June 2021

Origin Stories

Why do I spend so much of my time angry at the world? I am so furious now I could spit. Though I did come upon a raccoon stalking my trash heap last night, when I checked at dawn I was relieved to see that no two- or four-legged creature had torn bags apart. I’d left my car out at the curb to hold the parking space until the Waste Management truck arrived. But the […]

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Camping Fool

As of yesterday, I may be up to three scheduled camping trips this summer. In addition to the two I’ve told you about, I’ve potentially added another in July: three nights in the Trinity Alps (if there’s available space somewhere) with my once-boyfriend/now plain-old-friend. We’ll see if that actually happens. After well over a year of being mostly shut in, with little to look forward to, it’s nice to have these upcoming diversions. Since my […]

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Shifting Sands

I wouldn’t read this, if I were you. I just ramble on and on. You have been warned. There’s a reason I have never in all my years been a salesperson. It goes against my nature. But this past week, I had to venture into that terrain. As I told y’all in an earlier post, among the mounds of junk crammed into my house and basement, only two objects had any immediate resale value: a […]

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Almost Perfect, But Not Quite

I remember the time (actually, one of the times) that I aggravated my first husband nearly to the point of fury (and he was not generally inclined toward rage). It was about 45 years ago and we were scoping out an organized campground somewhere in southern Utah where we planned to spend a couple nights in the great outdoors. In our loaded car, we meandered our way through the various loop roads so I could […]

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