Pushing on a Rope
Marriage
Good help is hard to find
The transition to sorta retired continues here in our little world. My travel last week has caused a bit of a setback, it seems, and this week Basil was back to asking me each day, “What are you doing? Are you home with me? Can we have lunch? What would you like to do? Can … Continue reading
Beating around the bushes
Basil was busy while I was 3,000 miles away this past week. He worked his way through the list I left of important appointments, chores and errands, plus a few tasks of his own. Naturally he was eager to show off his work when I got in the door at midnight last night. Before I … Continue reading
Going for the clean sweep
A last-minute gift of the day off turned yesterday on its head. What would I do while unplugged? Anyone who knows me even a little knows I didn’t soak in the tub, lie on the couch reading all day, treat myself to a shopping expedition or a movie. (Yes, Jacquie, I hear you groaning.) Nope, … Continue reading
One of us is living the good life
It’s been just about two weeks since Basil retired, at least temporarily, and I’m pleased to report that neither of us has killed the other … yet. The transition continues for us both. I’m still not used to having him underfoot. He is not at all pleased when I refer to him as my concierge … Continue reading
Venus and Mars
The difference between men and women? We had 10 minutes yesterday afternoon between when I got home from my staff meeting at the Jazzercise Center where I teach, and got washed up and changed, and when we had to leave to catch the train to New York where we were taking Catherine to the Discovery … Continue reading
No time like the present
We’re in the midst of a huge transition at our house, and for a change it has nothing to do with Catherine’s stages of growth. On Wednesday, Basil retired from 35 years with the US Postal Service, leaving his official badge and 15-lb. keyring behind. I will no longer be able to hand him birthday … Continue reading
You can’t touch that dial
Right now in our house, several piles of Basil’s cleaned and folded laundry have sat for days collecting dust while they wait to be tucked in the bureau. At least three pairs of his shoes silently mark their most recent steps. Mail towers in several clumps — on the buffet, scattered on the desk upstairs, … Continue reading
You light up my life
Some bloggers run photo posts titled Wordless Wednesday or Flashback Thursday. Today I present my own trip down memory lane. Once you get a look at it, you’ll understand why this post couldn’t wait until Wednesday. And also why there are few words to be said about this image. Except to note that this is … Continue reading
Garbage in, garbage out
Try, as you read this, not to hate me. I know many of you got sparkly, shiny gifts these past few weeks — presents maybe in tiny blue boxes — but I’m betting none of you came home from work tonight to find this: Yup. It’s a new kitchen garbage can. I’ll wait while you … Continue reading
To infinity and beyond: One man’s journey through the honey-do list
Although Catherine and I made efforts to return to our routines on Wednesday, Basil had the remainder of this week off. (Yes, we envied him, especially as he continued to snore while we left the house each morning.) I had to laugh each night when I got home and he detailed the things he’d been … Continue reading
Pushing on a Rope 