Permanent Vacation

Let's face it, if you're unemployed, single, and have no children or pets, you really have no reason to get out of bed in the morning. No one will miss you at the office, no one will want you cleaning the house all day, and there will be no big brown eyes at the foot of the bed begging for a walk.
I could conceivably stay in bed for 2 days at a time. I have already developed a penchant for late night shows & sleeping until whenever I feel like getting up. I have no routine, I'm not exercising, and I have little ambition.
In an effort to act like a productive member of society I have decided I need to get out of the house everyday.
Today me & Cosmopolitan have taken up residence in a club chair at Steve's Espresso. I feel better already since I'm not the one here wearing orange jeans and cat-eye sunglasses nervously bouncing my leg.
The guy to my right I think is homeless. He rode up & parked his bike in front of the window, then ordered a coffee, sat down with a newspaper & fell asleep. Every time my phone beeps with a text message he opens his eyes & glares. Hey man, we're not at the library. Now that I look at him he has gold rings on each hand & an ipod. Is that the face of homelessness in America now?

Drink: Iced triple mocha; Eat: Mini cinnamon roll, made in house, from scratch

I decided to get out of bed today.

This is what I found outside.

Hello Lover!

It's the little things in life that make me happy.


The box said pink, but I think it's more of a lilac. What should I name her?

Breaking Up is Hard To Do

By the time I graduated from college I had moved in with & subsequently broken up with two different boys. The “breaking up” portion of these relationships usually entailed begging friends for help moving & dragging all of my worldly possessions around in the back of a borrowed pick-up truck.

So, I made a promise to myself about nine years ago. (Crap, has it been that long? I’m old!!) I promised myself I would not move in with another man until I was married. I was over moving.

I broke that promise I made to myself, accepting a beautiful platinum & sapphire ring as a substitute for an actual marriage.

Recently, I have discovered that you make promises to yourself for a reason!!

Today I am living in a friend’s guest room. I am moving all of my furniture into storage as I wait out the lease I accepted letting a couple live in my condo.

I think to myself that I knew better than this, the whole time, I knew better.

Markie reminded me this weekend that I needed to switch around my bracelet. I need to have the open end facing out, to indicate my heart is open. Yeah, like I have time to worry about that. It's one of those things things they sell to tourists in the Caribbean. Obviously, Markie's heart is always open, especially late at night.

you know you live with a packrat when.....

You find this in the back of a cabinet.....
And realize it's 10 years(!) past it's expiration date....

now hiring

Actual excerpts from help wanted ads:

"If you could include a photo that would be great as I get so many responses and it is easier for me to put a face with their resume."

"we are not interested in a person whose dog eats their homework or gets sick frequently enough that the person misses work. We hold ourselves to a high standard of commitment to our customers and expect the same from the person applying for this position. With the economy as tight as it is, we are not interested in excuses.
Therefore, if you tend to oversleep, have a broken alarm clock, have frequent deaths in the family causing you to attend frequent funerals for persons who were deceased years ago, have a chronic illness that typically acts up at 8am on Fridays, have frequent car accidents, have a day-care solution that fails every week, or you are a pathological liar; you need not apply. Have a nice day. "

"I am looking for someone who lives a fairly unscented (in regards to man made fragrances/chemicals) lifestyle or is interested in developing one."

I'm pretty sure I won't be sending my resume off to any of these ads.

Reorganizing

At Fred's request my center of operations has been moved down a floor.
We are still trying to figure out where everything goes, so everything has it's own space....
Right now this is my view. No lake, but much more sun.