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One newsletter down, one more to write. Amazing how much time they take. I’d hoped to get a short story written today, but it isn’t happening. Watched the UConn women beat Marquette. Priorities. 😉
Hoping 2023 brings good things to everyone. This year has been a mixed bag for me, leaning more toward the positive. Didn’t get as much done as I’d planned, but came through the year healthy and I count that a win. Have a game plan for the coming year. I’m ready!
I am so happy it is nearing the end of February and the days are getting noticeably longer. It’s still freaking cold but there’s a light at the end of this winter tunnel. Most years I enjoy winter, but this year, not so much. The snow hasn’t cooperated so cross-country skiing has been limited, but…
This morning it’s nearly 40 degrees, which feels downright balmy after 30 below. If we were heading into winter, 40 would feel frigid. It’s all a matter of perspective, and where you sit on the stick. Perspective affects everything. Cushy bank account? That series you loved in newly released hardcover is well worth the cost….
Over the years I’ve worked for myself on several occasions. I like being the boss of me, setting my hours, deciding how the work should flow, collecting payment, doing the books. There’s a lot to being self employed and it takes certain character traits to be a successful entrepreneur. Probably the most important (at least…
I am not a big shopper and only go when I need something and can’t find what I want online. I shopped at a local Goodwill this past Friday. What a freaking mess the place was. And way overpriced. A bit of a shock, really. I used to be able to find quality, gently used…
We planted a very small organic apple orchard with dwarf trees when we moved here twenty plus years ago. There have been a few years when conditions have been right and we’ve had apples to press for cider, although never very much. This year we hit the jackpot. Spring blossoms arrived without freezing or getting…
I have finally–finally!–realized that I am a failure at resolutions, so there is no point in making them. I’ve had too many years of swearing that this time I’ll nail that diet and lose twenty pounds. Come to think of it, dieting is the only resolution I ever really made. (And consistently failed at, I…