Seeking a lost kitty collar… and peace.

Life spun out of control. Even though I am largely retired and working on average 14-15 hours per week, the wheels fell off. Spectacularly. I mean, there were wheels rolling down the streets in opposite directions, wheels going flat and wheels running off the road into the tall grass on a deserted southern road whereContinue reading “Seeking a lost kitty collar… and peace.”

Beware the Ides of March?

I work for myself. Just let that sink in. After 39 years of working for others, I work for myself. That’s pretty stinking cool. I am now past the anxiety and the excited stage. I have settled into the idea that life, somehow, is going to be different. I just have to experience it first.Continue reading “Beware the Ides of March?”