Monthly Archives: November 2013

On Loss, Learning and Accepting

I learned that a close friend’s husband died unexpectedly over the weekend. I am reminded of how fast life can change and if it can take the downward dips, can it not always ascend to happier heights? It seems we remember the valleys more than the plateaus.

Went out driving in the new-to-us car today, out of the county, to see the wine country. Still feel like a stranger and unconnected to the community. I just don’t seem interested in getting to learn about new people. I want to, but the investment always seems to be bigger than what I can muster.

Made a choice today to not use chips as a snack food. Need to make some changes more permanent in my life. If I don’t do things today, there just might not be an opportunity to change in the future. 


On Waiting, Performing, and Good Smells

So, a lot of changes since the last time I wrote. We have a new-to-us car, a Mazda Protege with about 50000 less miles on it than the echo, and we took a bit of a risk in buying the first one we looked at with very little bargaining. We lucked out, though. When our regular trusted mechanic said “Well that’s a solid little car you got there” a whole raft of anxiety lifted and we felt much better about ourselves in terms of being competent adults. Neither of us bought cars often enough to feel really comfortable, and we probably might have gotten a bit more on the trade-in, but we were within our budget, it was a well reviewed car, and we made a deeper connection with a dealership in our general area of the city.

I am waiting for my program to begin as I start telling our library world that they can check out a Chromebook computer from the library to use in the library. Does everything a browser can do, with a 4 hour battery and independence of movement. Going to give them 15 minutes, but as it is starting time, looks like I may end up with a no-show.

Driving the new-to-us car in the CWE towards SLU with the windows down, I just got blasted by all the fabulous food smells that were in the air. Something about the sharpness of the autumn air mixing with the aromas of cooking meat, and that fiery smell of charring and roasting. It really made the day start to feel alive. That and the great news about the Mazda.

I miss the Echo though. It was only the second car I ever bought and I had it for 10 years. Several accidents, fender benders, deer, and blizzards, and the Echo was a constant in my life with H. We did so many things with that car, and we realized after we drove away, we had left all the stickers of all our years at the Lake Michigan beaches that had been our refuge of calm. Gone now, a memory like the time at the beaches themselves.