It’s a new year and things continue fairly calm – a real blessing. There’s been time to reflect and energy to get to some projects that have been on the list for years, in some cases. The stair carpeting project, for one – now, when I look across the living room at the stairway I … More Responsibility!
Thinking about the project of maintaining a calm atmosphere at home, and how that is no longer a luxury or a by-product but rather the entire objective these days. I think this has become so much more important as J’s ability to learn new things and to remember how to initiate and do once-familiar things … More The Calm Day
More and more, I am “managing” our lives, and not so much living or sharing them. That’s the aspect of this situation that I really hate – turning into a manager almost more than partner, spouse, friend. I think J feels this change, but doesn’t really see what is going on. She is not aware … More Managing
The hummingbirds came to the feeders the next day, a month ago now, and have delighted us with their cheerful colors and zippy acrobatics. If I can figure out an effective squirrel barrier, I’d love to have more feeders out there – we both enjoy the show. Family members of both of us have wonderful … More Hummingbirds & The Slow Tsunami
Everything in our house takes just “a little trick” to operate – fill the dishwasher cups only half full, and set it on medium wash; put the security bar in the patio door after you close it; put the soap in first, then the clothes in the washing machine; the lock on the french doors … More Little Tricks
A Good Week, and the List This week has been delightful – apparently, there IS a sweet spot or balance point with activities and rest which can result in a cheerful, relaxed period of time for both of us. I think we both suffer when there is too little scheduled, and also if there is … More A Good Week, and the List
Two and a half weeks have gone by since the last entry, and J seems to have taken to the M-W-F afternoons at the Respite group. There is far less stress and angst about attending, and so I am beginning to relax about it and assume it will actually happen, barring a holiday or a … More The Subtlest Loss is the Harshest