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PROGRAMMING NOTE from the Author and Archivist


So obviously I just stopped blogging on this platform. I'll get back to it eventually. Or not. I'm taking a break from all social media. It seemed necessary for my mental health.

The last few years have been busy and … challenging:

- 2015 Happened.
- 2016 Let's call it The Lost Year. (Obviously words failed me.)
- 2017 about broke me. Literally. Mentally.
- 2018 was ridiculous, proving 2017 was just a warm up. (Good thing I was already broken so it couldn't hurt as much.#2018TrashCanFire I thought things were going okay, but maybe not?)

- 2019 was such a blur. I know there were highlights, but then stuff happened and carried into the next year...

- And then in March#2020 really took a turn. Who can even categorize 2020? Do we dare?


I kinda want a do-over of some of the last few years. But life doesn’t work that way.


So for now, I'm hunkering down. Regrouping. Trying to stay safe and sort some stuff out.


Stay safe everyone. Stay well.

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Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Where have these been all my life?

As I type this, many layers of multi-colored notes on the back of my left hand are still visible.

Library

Bills

4:23 4:32 4:49 [train times]

Laundry

I admit it. I'm one of those people who write memos and lists on the back of their hands. I never had much luck with writing lists down on post-its or on scraps of paper, because inevitably I would lose them between one second and the next. I'd forget what groceries I needed, what other errand I needed to run, or who I needed to call.

Years ago I figured out that if I wrote the note on my hand, I was less likely to loose it. My artful decorations have elicited many a comment from teachers and parental units, mostly along the lines of "are you cheating? or "you're going to get skin cancer!" [Dad, I promise. The next time I go and see the dermatologist, I'll add it to the list (on my hand) of things to talk to them about.]

In the meantime, I'm glad to know that someone has finally invented a neater, non-toxic, and water soluble way for me to list things on my skin. Click here to order from amazon.com.

I suppose I could have put the list on my palm or the inside of my arm, but if it's not in my line of sight, I'd forget it then too. Maybe I need to add some ginko to the shopping list? (and it has NOTHING to do with age, thank you very much!)

1 comment:

Kristin.... said...

Well now. That is something you NEED. All that ink can't be good for you.

much love!