This entry is just a record of events. On Friday last I was “layed off” from my full time job. I must go back for one day, tomorrow, to assist the company Controller with taking over the office. I am not to be replaced. I have felt better about going to the dentist for a… Continue reading Topsy Turvey
Author: Maggie Turner
Chocolate Chippy
When we visited the little house in the city last weekend Chippy, the resident chipmunk, had staked his claim on the interior of the building. He clearly resented our presence and sought to exploit our food supply. He claimed the potted plan, given to us by Lares, as his very own burial ground for unknown… Continue reading Chocolate Chippy
The hand that is dealt…
There are mysteries in this world. I’ve been mystified as to why the universe has chosen to leave me working in place that is clearly and blatantly unhealthy, in every way. I am no longer mystified. As I near the end of my sentence, things that were hidden are stepping into the light. The truly… Continue reading The hand that is dealt…
Van Gogh!
We have had a busy week! On Friday I had a fall at work. One of the workmen left pipes across the office floor and I tripped over them and fell to the floor. Sigh. A few hours at the hospital waiting to see the doctor, just some swelling and muscle spasms. Forms were completed… Continue reading Van Gogh!
Working it Out
I feel like the battery bunnie, hitting my drum ever more slowly! Attila and I are very tired. He worked six days this past week, and I worked “every minute” this past week. What I mean by every minute is that even when I was home I was thinking about work; and even when I… Continue reading Working it Out