“I can assist you no further” said the IT guy

“I can assist you no further.” This was an actual sentence uttered. No, not even uttered, typed in a Teams chat by the IT guy working on my computer at work yesterday. This guy is part of the team that is working on the migration of our division’s infrastructure, software, applications and platforms after we…

Three wishes

They come in threes don’t they? Those proverbial wishes from the proverbial genie in a bottle. Okay I know I just repeated the word proverbial in the same sentence 3 words apart. And compounded the blunder by doing it yet again. This is the proverbial train wreck of paragraphs. OMG, I did it again! Jeez,…

The nightmare that wasn’t

Awakening found me this morning in one those rarest of dreams. A nightmarish dream that I wanted to remain in. As with many dreams, it was all over the map. It was the spiders that turned the dream into a nightmare. Ugh, creepy crawlies!! I hate them. And I know what you are thinking. What…

Oh oh,might I be a wasp killer, A pollinator killer??

Lying on my bed yesterday, I saw this huge wasp flying in my room. How it got in initially stumped me but obviously I had to act immediately! So without missing a beat, I leaped out the bed like I was somehow twenty something years old again. And out the bedroom door, I went, frantically…

The Dead Tree

Funny the things you’ll notice all of a sudden sometimes. Things you’d swear were never there. But they were, had been. Perhaps for a long time even. Like this dead tree I chanced upon today Despite coming here 2-3 times a week walking right by it, maybe just a mere 200 or 300 feet away…

The Wee Hours

It’s been a while since I’ve been up in the wee hours of the morning. And by a while, I mean maybe 3 or 4 weeks. That’s a miracle to me. Insomnia has been a constant companion of mine for many many years. Many years. And it’s only after a good night’s sleep or several…

Using humor while grieving

All through summer, fall and winter, my timeline has had memories of me being at home, going home, returning from home again and again. Almost everyday has had a memory related to home. It has been heart warming to see these memories (even though the memories are tinged with varying hues of melancholy). They remind…

Wishes

It’s late afternoon. I’m lying in bed. I feel a bit tired and should be resting. Instead I’m thinking about the cat outside, the mail at the door, the clothes in the washer, the kitchen floor that could use a sweep, the desk that needs sorting out, the clothes that I pulled out the dryer…