Tagged: thisisjusttosay

I think, because I’m on vacation and I mean REALLY on vacation, not doing a damn thing, pretty much, except turning my nights into day and vice versa, what with the staying up until all hours and sleeping in late, that it’s causing me problems on the writing front. When you barely leave the house (except that I DID leave the house, multiple times, today) for days on end, it means you don’t have all that much to write about, except the inner workings of your weird brain, and good god, who wants to hear about that? I mean, I...

I hate typing on little keyboard screens on iPads and iPhones and Kindles. ARGH. It makes me crazy. I have to re-type everything a gazillion times because my stupid finger hit the wrong keys EVERY SINGLE TIME. With touch-typing on a regular keyboard, I can backspace and retype without thinking about it, and nearly as fast. But on a stupid STUPID little tiny electronic virtual keyboard, it’s just SO FREAKING ANNOYING. I am really late getting to bed, so this is all the post I can manage today. Anders gets home tonight, but I don’t know what time…I hope it’s...

Despite all my best intentions, I seem to be lucky if I manage to write a post once a week. I am so lame. We’ve been having torrential downpours here for over a week. Huge puddles of standing water in the roads, lakes in all the fields, and the ditch around our lot is running with water all day. We’ve had armageddon clouds and grey skies for what feels like forever. Yesterday, there was actually about an hour or so of sun right in the middle of the day when I went for my lunch walk, and today, it was...

Weekends just go too fast where there are only 2 days to them. I can’t believe it’s already September. You know what that means, don’t you? Only 115 days left until Christmas! We already had a neighborhood child here yesterday, selling jultidningar. I don’t know if this is only a Swedish thing, or if it’s common across Europe, but every fall we get a couple of kids at the door who are going around with “Christmas catalogs” and selling the items in them. They get a small percentage of the money they take in. The catalogs are usually full of...

A whole week off at home and I almost don’t know what to do with myself. Hours of unplanned time. Leisurely swathes of luxury to read or nap or putter around the house. No plans. We leave on Saturday for 3 weeks and I am doing nothing much so far, about it. Oh, there’s a slowly growing pile of things on the dining room table and laundry in, but I’m not feeling stressed or rushed or panicked or worried…although I did have a bit of spaz-out moment last night when, talking to my mom, I realized I hadn’t written down...

My friend Russell sent me a message a couple of days ago asking if we could talk about Toronto via Skype that evening. “It’s getting close,” he wrote, “It’s only 18 days away.” !!!! And here I was thinking I still had 3 weeks! My list of things to get done before we leave suddenly leaped into hyperdrive. I have/had several other people with birthdays to deal with, starting with my daughter, who turns 15 on Sunday, my best and oldest friend Becky who shares the big birthday number with me on the 15th, my nephew Sammy who turns 3...