No complaints. Wouldn’t do any good to complain anyhow.
Decided to fold some paper during a meeting this afternoon. I consider it advertising. It’s not easy to sell scraps of paper. Even for a good cause.
Late Summer Lazy Days
Monday. New Week.
Mostly I folded and refolded paper today. I got the 30-unit version together.
Glad that I didn’t have to put it in the recycle bin. But, I can not imagine that anyone will actually buy it. Or any of them for that matter. I paid $4.95 Canadian for that paper last fall. And the paper did make an interesting 30-unit Sonobe.
Here are 3,6 and 12-unit models. There are also 90, 120, and 270-unit models. But the 30-unit model is the largest I have attempted. And I think that’s enough.
And, I think the 12-unit balls will do very nicely for the sale.
Sunday
The Twilight Zone
White Space. I need a lot more white space than I used to. Mental white space. And also white space in my physical space. Enough already. Slow down.
Enough already with this 30-unit Sonobe. I think that my initial fold on 15 of the units was wrong. I may or may not be able to refold. It’s cheap paper and cheap paper doesn’t refold well.
I should just recycle this mess. But. I am still stubborn.
Saturday
Finally got around to looking out the window at the correct time to see the super blue moon. Only 3 days late.
Gratitude
Grateful for hot water. Yesterday morning there was no hot water. This morning there was. What a miracle! Turn a tap and clean hot water comes gushing out. On the 11th floor no less. The wonders that we take for granted.
Maybe I’ll get it assembled tomorrow. Or not.
It’s Aloha Friday.
Every day, the sun gets a little closer to disappearing around the East Wing of my building. For about 10 weeks in winter, the sun never shines in my room. Until Covid-time, I didn’t know this. I spent the dark months in Kona. I didn’t even know there were dark months.
But, there is a hint of fall. Maybe not in the air. But in my spirit. So, it’s time for “fall cleaning”. I started with the fridge and came up with a fine pot of “garbage” soup.
I bought a small onion and a couple of plum tomatoes. Everything else came out of my freezer. Leftover steak, frozen peas, pasta, chicken stock. Onion and tomato added. A little chili powder. Pepper. Some herbs. It will be returned to the freezer.
Gratitude
Grateful for Elizabeth, who, every Friday for the last 8 years has cleaned my room, changed my sheets, scrubbed my bathroom, provided fluffy clean white towels, and policed the kitchen.
Thursday
The day started with a nice pink sunrise and a walk. Breakfast was eaten, laundry was done, books were read, and paper was folded.
Great big paper was folded. I don’t imagine that anyone will buy this big ball. It’s sort of an attention-getter.
Gratitude
Grateful for naps. The older I get the more wonderful naps become.
This rose bush is trying to tell me something. Acceptance, grace, endurance? I don’t know.
shopping
But a couple of old women got it done. But it took most of the day.
Tuesday
The Twilight Zone
I went to yoga today. Twelve years ago when I started taking this class with the same teacher, the class was too easy for me. But, it was at a good time of day. And the price was right. I paid more money for a couple of suitably hard classes as well. Time passed, and I moved away from the little studio with the hard classes. But, I kept up with the cheap and easy class. More time passed. And now the easy class is too hard for me. However, I will keep going to the class as long as I can. I don’t seem to be going quietly into the good night.
Usually, my orchids bloom from late December to May or June. And they all bloomed great and on schedule this year. But this one, the oldest one, put out two late summer bloom stalks. Not sure why.
Monday
The Twilight Zone
OK. Somebody, explain. How the hell did I get to be 80 years old? It surely wasn’t in my game plan. And you know what’s scary? There are people around here who are 20 years older than I am. The idea of eating asylum food for another 20 years is terrifying. I doubt that extreme nonagenarian is in my future. That’s a good thing.
Sunday
Well, I must have completely recovered from my trip to Japan. Those jackrabbits that inhabit my boots have been jumping around. And when I look back on my trip to Japan, I am glad I made the journey.
I am thinking about gentler journeys. Maybe take the train to the west coast before leaving for Kona. Maybe cruise up to Canada. But, this one will take luck, because I want to go on a ship that is officially “FULL”. And there’s the week in Hawai’i going off on an adventure with the zookeeper kids. First thing you know it will be time to leave Hawai’i and maybe another train trip across country?
These rental electric scooters. I think, if you rent a scooter in Arlington it stops working when you leave Arlington and cross into Fairfax. So, we get a lot of scooters piled up. Maybe I am wrong about scooters crossing the county line. I only rented one scooter in my life. It was great fun but it didn’t seem like a super good idea for an old woman.
Saturday
Gratitude
Grateful to have completely recovered from that which sent me to Urgent Care last weekend.
Nice lazy day. Walk. Read. Repot an orchid. Fold paper. Cocktails. Just a normal little old lady day.
I have no idea if anyone will buy these things.
Friday
Nothing going on today. So, let’s have a photo from August 2014. That was Carlton’s last summer. We were doing the Warren Zevon Enjoy Every Sandwich thing.
