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Miserable, Just Miserable
This whole balancing act with the insulin, diet, etc. is not going well since I am no longer working. I finally called for an appointment with Lynne and saw her today. I feel weak and dizzy most...
Almost Done with Season
I come here every day to read and am sometimes noting if only to leave my name. A week since I wrote, not much to catch up on, or maybe there is. Bears are a continuing problem here in town. Fish...
Health and Work Update
Blood sugar down to 79 Tuesday morning. Wow, oh wow, I woke up lucid, engaged, and with a bit of dizziness. The pills I take for this keep slipping my mind until I get dizzy. Appetite not good. E...
An Apology?
No, not really. A reason. I am selfishly conserving my energy. In all things I do. I calculate what absolutely needs my energy and what does not. This from my recent illness. So no apology, but i...
Big Duh! Lynne Smacking Her Forehead
I saw Lynne today and they were behind but not too far behind. Their whole computer system was down, not responding, not booting up, dead, dead, dead. Lynne was operating fine if a bit scattered....
Visit to see Lynne
I got up in the middle of the night for the bathroom trip I needed. I was attacked by vertigo, a VERY BAD attack of vertigo. I took 3 steps before it hit and I had a hard time backing up those 3 ...
Fall Done Fell
Even with the occasional sunshine we had today, Fall is definitely in the air and especially in the blowy wind today. Not a surprise, but a disappointment that all the signs I have been seeing o...
Short Note at the end of a Long Day
But then, when have I ever used a minimum of words here? My fingers go, sometimes my brain engages and something readable is produced. We had a fairly busy day with spurts of too much and small p...
New Moon Strikes Again
The weird and freaky stuff happened before I even got to work today. I didn’t know this until 8:30a when I was relaxing before work and Madame called to talk a bit. Gwen, Discover Skagway, who n...
Week Two: The One Where the Salesman Lost His Voice
Second week, I survived well. Wednesday was a chaos and cacophony of sound and confusion.We were assaulted early and often for seats including requests from the tour broker via radio. Had I only ...
Applause for ME!
Friday finished my week with a HUGE bang and lots of brainwork. Eric was there with me, Greg was once again taking the day off. Great, I love it. Besides, Eric says, Fridays all summer have been...
Depression and Suicide
See my facebook page htpps//www.facebook.com/cindy.simon.09 Traci Smith-Cone's entry on depression and suicide is eloquently written and as right on as anything I have read lately or in the past...
Work, Day Two
Last evening I called Greg to find out how much he is paying me. He was in bed asleep at 8pm but still had his phone near him and answered. I told him "Go back to sleep." and he said "Okay" and h...
First Day Back to Work
This is definitely do-able. The problems I had today were solely connected to not being able to see out of one eye and having the computer screen placed at a distance that neither my reading nor ...
Bear Hunting and Other Activities
Max texted me that he was permitted to drive tourists clear out on the Dyea Flats and he was open for an afternoon tour. Max is a hometown boy and has a 15 passenger van he takes tourists in to t...
Sunshine Still Here!
I am giddily, delightfully, happy, happy, happy to awaken to a 4th day of blue skies and sunshine here in Our Town. Yes I am. It is hard to maintain my balance as I dance through the sunbeams. It...
OMG, LOST ENTRY
This has never happened to me on ED. I wrote an entry that took at least 20 minutes, saved and went to 'page cannot be displayed' it is gone! I dont' hae energy to write again. I will say it wa...
Pat Ryan Comes to Town
July 29, 2014. What a day! Pat Ryan is a travel agent friend who is one of the very first travel agent free ride and friendship Greg developed the year he opened his tour business. She still tell...
Calm in Emergencies
Some of you have commented on my calm during the earthquake. I have always been that way. When it is a true emergency, I recognize it immediately and this dead calm comes over me, there is no pan...
5.9 Earthquake/No Internet for 24 hours
3am 7-25, Bandit kitty was playing wildly with a small toy, scrabbling and scrambling, making lots of noise. Bill and I had both woken up to pee and were settling back in, laughing and commenting...
Train Derailment
Well, well, a bit of excitement in and around Our Town today. I have seen a photo, which I placed on Facebook which shows the train engines definitely off the tracks but upright. I used to be pre...
Skagway Police Blotter
Well, well, I copied and pasted this from the electronic version of the Skagway News. Quite a week, not typical. But interesting anyway. I could make up stories about several of these entries tha...
I Am A Slug
I am damn near unwilling to climb out of this deepening dip of depression I am sitting in. I think "Maybe tomorrow I'll _____" (Fill in the blank) and then I sit and vegetate. Really, sleep, that...
quiltindex.org
I had Sewing with Nancy on at noon, for the noise, and also sometimes she has something I am interested in. Today she was making handbags, "pocketbooks" as my grandmother always referred to her b...
Time Passes
Have I anything to write? Yes and no. Fourth of July was rainy, pouring down rain. Fireworks were courtesy of Hamilton Construction who shoots off fireworks each year from his own barge in the ha...
Book Description
Spirit, the Universe, God, Higher Power–all refer to that small still voice that guides me, prods me and urges me onward. The maternal side of my family has/had many psychics–intuitives who just knew and acted on what they ‘knew’. No one other than my brother has done any training or study to strengthen this ability. We just use it, trust it, and find no reason to explain it. All I ask is that those who love me respect that I believe. I do not ask that they believe.
Much of what I write is about this listening to Spirit and acting upon the prodding. I also live in Skagway, Alaska a most beautiful and close-knit community. We are a summer cruise stop and much of the season is spent in frantic fulfillment of tourist’s tour needs and in filling our coffers for the winter when there is no employment here. I liken this to growing up in Kansas with the wheat harvest–much frantic activity followed by a much-needed rest.
I am a refugee from Open Diary, joining many dear friends from there. I expect to have a steep learning curve to becoming comfortable here, navigating and so on.
This will be my only ‘book’.
Blessed be!
