Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Saturday, September 17, 2016

Disappearing Act

I'm going to blog elsewhere, at Disappearing Act. If we ever get to Russellville Park, I'll return to retirement news and photos here.

Status: ManagedMoves will downsize us. Huge accomplishment. Saves Harriet's kids doing it later.

Moving to Russellville? Have to sell house. Has to be presentable. Depends on how much crap - excuse me, invaluable reminders of her life - still has to be sorted out. Don't take any bets.

But I would love to be surprised.

Friday, September 16, 2016

Last try?

Once again, to convince her to let me help going through her stuff, I am not her enemy. She can't do this alone. We'll see.

Bad news

I don't have confidance we can get out of here this year. H moves like a snail and changes her mind every day. Very depressing.

Over and out.

Wednesday, September 14, 2016

Progress






The return

Suddenly (again) everything is more difficult than it needs to be. I'm passing the buck to the company. Get as far away as I can. Unfortunate.

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Downsizing basement

Heroes

2 women working in basement. Man, they have a system and get things done. I am impressed.

Spectacular!

This company has done more in two hours than I did in six weeks. An ending imagined! Listening to Caruso to celebrate.

Help arrives

... today. Hope it accelerates the transition.

Monday, September 12, 2016

Sunday, September 11, 2016

9/11

Turned day into study, documentaries, reflection.

Not so hot ...

... today. One box. Cooking. Dragging ass. Old.

Iffy

Half speed, low energy ... chores to do ... What?

Saturday, September 10, 2016

Shotgun King

Sketch, in old age, would rather ride shotgun, cruising, than anything. I dig it.

We listened to the Mariners take a 14-0 lead. Crunch time.

Salvage the day

Baking olive bread ... not a total goof off.

Saturday challenge

Feel like a day off ... college football etc ... Sunday free, I don 't follow pros. Decisions, decisions.

Translation

Rec'd request to translate some of my short stories into Indonesian. Granted.

Late entertainment

Friday, September 9, 2016

Story Corps selfie

Passing time

The worst part of the cycle: waiting for energy renewal.

A wee 2nd wind

Emptied desk in office, manuscripts, contracts, business correspondence, all recycled. Ms already digitized, no use for rest except to be reminded of how much work for hire I did in 80$. A very busy writer.

Exhaustion

Early start, a lot done ... but need second wind to continue.

May try out StoryCorps app.

Safe arrival

Call from Harriet, waiting for ferry to Salem.

Thursday, September 8, 2016

Hot damn!

Pac 12 network just joined Sling TV, my provider since cutting the cord. Watching live UCLA soccer as I write.

Good karma!

Man, recycling the PC feels like major change. Liberating.

Content/content

Love mornings like this, puttering in the kitchen. Only improvement, move scene to Russellville, so I can take a break, wander into lobby, strike up a conversation, brag a little.

Chicken two ways

My easy Korean marinade, a staple ... a parmesan rub I found, trying for first time.

Love labor intensive cooking!

Ghost of Wayne Morse

I keep thinking of the Sen. Wayne Morse speech with which I end American Gadfly, my one-man play about him: that democracy depends on an educated citizenry. He is rolling over in his grave. Sarah Palin was embarrassing enough. But now!

Mellow

Harriet departs on 2nd trip east tonight, short visit in Mass. with high school buddies, back Tues. when calvary arrives. Gives me my last four days of solo downsizing, will do all my energy permits.

Modest plans

Deposit the dismantled computer system to recycling facility. Rearrange and evaluate office furniture freed up as a result.

Cook something labor intensive.

Pass it along

Had a good keyboard, which with Finale software I used on a number of projects over the years. Past tense. Instead of selling it, I gave it to my publisher, colleague and friend, TS, who also will use it well. Karma.