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Have you ever thought about it? The season is the shortest (eleven days in northern Indiana), yet it has two names. Go figure.
Do you think it's wise that beds are elevated? When we're young children, we can sleep with abandon because there are rails around us preventing a fall from the bed. But as we get older, the protective devices disappear. Does this mean our subconscious have learned to stay alert? Perhaps we would rest better if we slept close to the floor. Then the little voices inside us wouldn't have to stay awake all night saying, "Don't roll off the bed...don't roll off the bed...don't roll off the bed." Sign of age: When you know telephone message slips should include not only the day and month, but the year. The trees that are so vivid they look like they'd glow in the dark make me smile. I wish I could store the warmth of their brilliance in my soul for those grey days of winter. Today's forecast should have been for leaf showers. Breezy and relatively warm after a cold spell, the leaves were swirling madly in the air. Looking from my second floor office window, I felt rather like I was in a just-agitated snow globe filled with leaves instead of snow. My heritage on my maternal grandmother's side is Welsh. So when I came across an e-mail list for those interested in things Welsh, I subscribed. Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately since all those double consonants are a giggle, most of the posts are in Welsh. My point though, and I did have one, is trying to decide whether I haven't unsubscribed because of pure laziness, or because I subconsciously think some latent gene will kick in and I will suddenly understand the language of my ancestors. What are the odds? I turn on my tv for the first time in over six months, and manage to watch a show which ended: "to be continued". I screamed. Telephone solicitors annoy me. I usually let the answering machine screen calls before picking up. When I make the mistake of answering to a stranger asking for me, I often tell them I'm not home. I know I'm coming close to tipping over the edge though. Last night when one of the long distance carriers called asking for me or someone responsible for decisions on telephone service, I came very close to telling her I didn't have a phone. But I was polite. I just told her she'd have to talk to me when I was home. |
