I have a problem with clutter, with which I have struggled all of my life. I cannot remember ever living in a house that was not cluttered. For 15 years, I have been attempting to address it in fits and starts. I remember when I was about 10 or 11, my father complained that there was never a clean flat surface in the house. I can only seem to keep any surface clean for a few hours at a time. Continue reading
I decided to do something a little different the other day. In great hubris, I thought maybe people would like to see what a normal day in my life is like. I hope that a normal day in my abnormal life will be as interesting as an abnormal day in someone else’s normal life. If nothing else, I hope you at least find something to laugh at. This day was a snow day, so it is mostly typical of weekends or school vacations. If you enjoy it, let me know, and I can do another one about school days, which look significantly different because there is more time to do solitary things.
I had an epiphany today. I love having epiphanies. Today’s epiphany was about the nature of the Universe and how the answer is always yes. Why, yes, I do think about the Law of Attraction a lot. I have observed it at work so often in my life that I can’t deny its perfection. I know I talk incessantly about it, but it has transformed my life and I want to share it with everyone. There is no fanatic like a convert. Continue reading
I once told a friend I would write a post about my rotating file system. It took me a long time to get to it, partly because I simply forgot. I’m sorry, and I hope you find this valuable. I am horrible at keeping track of papers. I have tons of papers to deal with. Graded homework that has been sent home, homework to be completed, shopping receipts, appointment reminders, chore charts, school calendars, 3-week-old newspapers, notebooks, empty envelopes, bills, political mailings, books, charity solicitations, recipes I have printed out, etc. All of these are on my desk right at this moment. Most are poorly organized, meaning they have just been plopped down in a teetering stack waiting for the center of gravity to shift ever so slightly so they can all topple onto the floor. Continue reading
When I was a small child (age 6, I believe), my family moved to a mountainside. Our section of road had no name, and the town stopped maintaining it 2/3 of a mile from our house. There was no electricity, no running water, no plowing. A couple of years later we moved to an equally primitive home in a more settled area, and lived there until I was 12. This was in the 1980s, and yes, it was very unusual for industrial New England. My kids seem to think I grew up a century before I did simply based on my childhood stories. Continue reading
Gardening. It is one of those things that is expected as a given for anyone interested in nutrition or sustainability. I have to be honest, though. I suck at gardening. I never get the watering right. I either drown the poor things, or they die of dehydration. Sometimes they struggle between both states. It is feast or famine with the water. I don’t mean to. I just have not figured out a good system yet. One year I planted potatoes in a spot that turned out to be very shady, so the plants snaked across the yard to where the sun was and then grew vertically. I think that although I love the concept of gardening, I don’t like the actual gardening itself. Maybe it has been because I have always had less than optimal conditions for gardening. I live in the Granite State, and our prime crop is rock. I can’t dig a hole without wrestling rocks. And not just pebbles or small stones. Some of these rocks are football size or larger. Whatever the cause, gardening has been a less-than-fun experience for me. Continue reading