So glad the procrastination worked out! And I'm glad you are able to help those girls and hope they land on their feet somewhere else soon. This certainly seems like JZ haunting y'all!
Way to brave the ski lift, Laura!
All I have wanted to do all day long is go back to bed, but have not done that, I have paid attention in meetings and made contributions to the taskforce that meets first thing tomorrow morning (I still have to put together my slide for that, ugh, taking a break first) so I feel very deserving of a cookie. I do not have a cookie. I might have a root. Somewhere.
Sends a virtual cookie to -t. It might not be quite so satisfying.
I do default to accepting cookies
The amusing moment on the ski lift was when they had the national wireless emergency alert. Of course on the mountaintop is where all the cell towers are located so everyone on the lift and on top of the mountain had their cell phones going off at the same time. We all laughed about the concept of getting away from it all.
Yesterday I drove up to Blaine, i.e. practically to the Canadian border, for an interview for Global Entry status. (These are also available much closer to home at Sea-Tac, but I wouldn't have been able to schedule one until several months from now, and the goal was to get this done before my October and November travel.)
Anyway, I'd driven an hour and a half to spend less than ten minutes from check-in till my interview was completed, so rather than drive straight home I decided to look for someplace more scenic to stretch my legs than the rather dire strip mall hosting the Global Entry center. I looked for parks or trails on my map app and found this place: [link]
It was too cloudy for the spectacular mountain views pictured on the website...but for all that I live in Seattle it'd been far too long since I'd been close enough to the sea to smell the salt tang of it, to breathe in the glory, the edge-of-the-world immensity of it all. That unplanned half hour of walking the narrow, rocky beach, watching birds, and just being in the beauty of the world was one of the best moments I've had in a long, long time.
That unplanned half hour of walking the narrow, rocky beach, watching birds, and just being in the beauty of the world was one of the best moments I've had in a long, long time.
To be in the beauty of the world. To give yourself that opportunity. To open your eyes again. It's tonic.
Maybe 52 is just the age for bad teeth to completely collapse.
(Raises hand.) At 52, my molar that had a root canal cracked in half when I bit into an almond. A very pricy, year-long process (about 30% was covered by supplemental insurance over) means I have an implant there now.
In short: Procrastination is your friend.
I KNEW IT!!!
Hello. I've been slightly less online because my 10-year old laptop is fading fast. Say hello to new laptop.
That unplanned half hour of walking the narrow, rocky beach, watching birds, and just being in the beauty of the world was one of the best moments I've had in a long, long time.
That sounds absolutely renewing to the soul.
Say hello to new laptop.
Yay! And hi, Sue!
Love a new laptop! Love seeing Sue even more!
Procrastination FTW!
We rode on the ski lift to check out the glorious colors from the mountain top. Super beautiful.
Oh that sounds amazing. I should talk the family into a Catskills day trip to do this.
