Funny how we give up people.... in These titles mean nothing.

… or how they give us up.

I have a number of people = mainly former OD friends - who I’ve given up. I’ve lost interest. I don’t like their politics. Etc. Etc. And now they’re gone.

I can’t say I miss them. If I did I probably could get them back. Maybe. Maybe not.

The internet is such a blessing. Such a curse. We know everyone. Everyone knows us. We are free to be whoever we want to be. We can make friends. We can break up friendships.

I guess that is life. I know it’s life. It’s how it is.

I turn my back and you are gone.

Every time I write here I have the choice. I can write publicly. I can write for members only. I can write for friends only. I tailor what I say to who I’m writing for. It’s confusing. I don’t know what I want to say. I don’t know who I want to say it to.

If I am totally honest - funny concept, total honesty - I would write what can’t be read by anyone.

Or -

I can make a list. And say just a few words about important thing.

1. My husband’s cousin’s grandchild died suddenly this week. He was a young man and we don’t know the cause of his death.

2. Two people at work have had bad medical news. One had a stroke and the other has a growth in his lung.

3. Gracie is thin. Not bad thin, just end of summer and waiting to grow new hair thin.

4. Hans went home after almost two weeks here. I think he’s at a kennel this weekend because his family went camping with old friends.

5. Patti Ruff is having her fish fry fund raiser at Pike’s Peak (our Pike’s Peak) Sunday. We never go. I was hoping to go this time, but I guess we will see.

6. I wanted to write a whole entry on the Scissors book. It really impressed me. I liked the fact that it was about editing. But now it’s subsiding into the mists. I did get a book of short stories by Raymond Carver and I’m only slightly impressed. It’s funny. The book ABOUT him is more interesting than the book he wrote himself.

7. I think we have set a record by buying both a car and a tractor from Craig’s list in a matter of weeks. The car is titled and has a new door handle and I figured out its Cruise Control. The tractor is still in town having the fluid removed from its tires and having the smoke stack straightened after a transit injury.

8. We went to Reno Bottoms yesterday. Water is running across the first (and no doubt second also) spillway. Jim took off his shoes and was carrying them across when he slipped and fell. One shoe escaped and lodged approx. 30 feet down stream in some grasses. The water was too deep and uncertain to go get it. But. We accosted a fisherman who cast for it and caught it and brought it back to land. I have a photo or two that are still in the camera.

9. Joana is feeling better. She’s back to daily activities. And her route of duties.

10. I’ve been walking every day. Not too far, but somewhere. I take Gracie, Jim sometimes, Hans if he’s here. Often it’s evening and we go to the steel culvert. We see the same things we always see.

I want time to go on. I want my life to stay. To go. To move. To do something. I wish myself well.

I’m thinking of covering myself up and going out side and pulling some weeds. Socks will be involved. Long pants and sleeves and gloves. Damn allergies.

Oh and I need to hang out a load of clothes. And make a couple phone calls. And mail something.

Last updated August 26, 2016