A tale of two city homes

As of April, I’ve resided in my present home for 30 years aka half of my entire life. During these decades, I’ve occupied the upper two floors of my two family property with the first floor flat, an independent two bedroom flat, housing either a family member or a tenant. When my flat was functioning … Continue reading A tale of two city homes

Leaving the nest

I often complain that I hate owning a house because of the unpredictable responsibilities that come with a 115 year-old property. I imagine the freedom I’d feel without the constant worrying about the correct prioritizing of maintenance and improvements and try to decide where else I might live… But, for now (and the last 30+ … Continue reading Leaving the nest

Not charmed by BWI, but in ❤️ with Southwest

Last week’s return from Savannah, unfortunately, was not great. The day before my scheduled flight, I received an email offering me the opportunity to change my ticket due to severe storms forecast for the east coast. Not feeling flexible enough to extend my trip due to my restaurant obligations, I decided to just hope for … Continue reading Not charmed by BWI, but in ❤️ with Southwest

When you wake to a snowy April morning

If you’re anything like me, you’ve had just about enough of this lingering winter. The few days of sunshine and relative warmth, sometimes even occurring concurrently, have been a mean tease, rather than a reliable harbinger of true spring. I’m over it. I want to wear sandals and dresses and tops that bare my shoulders. … Continue reading When you wake to a snowy April morning

Thursday was gas

The day began with Jeter’s annual veterinarian exam. I’ve been worried about this old guy. He’s showing his age (12+!) on both sides of his skin with internal fatty tumors and external bumps on his skin that I can only describe as wart-ish. Additionally, he’s taken to making the occasional gagging noise, as if he’s … Continue reading Thursday was gas

Broken in, not distressed

When I changed into my “chores” jeans, I paused for a moment to consider how many years it had been since I purchased this particular pair of Levi’s. I did the math, thinking back to that long ago trip anniversary to Maine and our visit to the outlets in Freeport. My first and last, so … Continue reading Broken in, not distressed