I just want to read my book…about writing. I joined a writing workshop and want to read the basis for the group’s meetings. So, after yoga, laundry, grocery shopping, taking my mom her pills, and a couple of other errands I just want to put my feet up and get in a chapter or two.
So, I just get it…I get it. If you read my musings from the beginning…this all started with Lonnie semi-driving me crazy after he retired. However, I now get it. Day Six into my furlough and I am right there with him. Cleaning, washing, arranging, gardening and seeing all those things that I thought I
The great American writer and wit Mark Twain said: “Patriotism is supporting your country all the time and your government when it deserves it.” I just thought I would put that out there. Anyway, Day 5 and Congress just voted that “we the furloughed” would get paid. So, the pressure is somewhat off…since we are
To quote Violet Crawley, the Dowager Countess of Grantham of Downton Abbey, “What’s a weekend?” You see, she is so privileged and moneyed that she never worked or had close contact with anyone with a job. She has no concept of work days and rest days. So, here I am heading into week three of
Day One Today, I received my Notice of Furlough from my government agency’s HR Department. We, the furloughed ones, had four hours of paid time to “effect an orderly shutdown of their activities on October 1, if needed.” That meant letting folks know you were going to be unavailable, putting on a scripted “out of