
I was more than a little anxious about how I would adjust to retirement after 55+ years in the work force—the majority of that time not at all unpleasant, many of those years exciting, invigorating, challenging; some even decently paid. And then, a few months ago, it was over. Done. Fini. Made it just under the line, before I became Joe-Biden-level-befuddled. (Or so I’m imagining?) Anyway, turns out I’m thrilled with the… Read More
What a strange week. Energetic. Writing. Picking bedroom paint colors. Time at North Fourth thinking it will be part of our lives again? All good…except that the Sleaze just won’t leave the building. I shouldn’t be nervous. I think. Should I? DT is like the blob…devouring any good in his path…and can’t be destroyed. But he must be ultimately, mustn’t he?…or is that me, age 8, ‘whistling in the dark’ on my… Read More