Author Archives: Pamela

I was just folding up my pajama pants from the laundry and wow, they look like they should be burned. How do things get so ratty without me noticing? I put them back in the drawer. I can burn them anytime and right now I still want to wear them.

I started working on some photos for a post at the beginning of the week and was interrupted and never got back to it.

I know everyone is frazzled and super busy and no one likes to hear about how someone else is frazzled and super busy but sheesh, I am frazzled and super busy. I feel like I am keeping up with only half of everything and doing it poorly. And when I do finally have time, my brain is tired and doesn’t want to cooperate.

I have been trying to deal with some [boring grown up stuff] and it seems like for every question I ask or phone call I make, I create 10 more questions and 3 more phone calls. I understand why people don’t deal with [boring grown up stuff]. There is no incentive to deal with it other than there may be some time in the future when I will theoretically be glad I dealt with it now instead of filing it away and not thinking about it.

My level of busy has ticked up quite a bit. Earlier in the year when I was doing all my tutorials I was thinking: See? You have plenty of time to do this kind of stuff.

And now that I’ve got more going on and I’m a little more tired in my free time I’m thinking: D’oh. You had more energy because you weren’t doing anything.

It’s all good. Did I mention that we subscribed to The New Yorker?

We’ve subscribed before and I loved it except: the dang thing comes every week. I get really worked up if I have a pile of magazines stacked by the bed. And no, I can’t get rid of them without reading them. It’s like you don’t know me.

I gave up 3 other subscriptions that I was not loving (but only arrived monthly or bi-monthly) and Bob nudged me. And I am loving this magazine.

It’s perfect bus reading. The writing is terrific. So many topics I didn’t even know I wanted to read about. And if it’s something I’m less interested in I can scan through a section or two and move on with my life.

If I have one complaint it’s that the fiction has been underwhelming except for the Zadie Smith story. More good fiction!

Bob said we’re finally grown up enough that the cartoons are funny.

“I wouldn’t go that far,” I said.

I can’t remember what triggered this but I was thinking about when you’re a kid and you fantasize about running away from home.

Don’t all kids think about this when they’re little? You’ll show them.

I know I did. You had to put your belongings in a handkerchief and put it on a stick. Then I would bring Kitty and Monkey (stuffed animals) and something to eat. I don’t think it occurred to me to take money or a change of clothes.

When I was pretty young I wrote a story about some kids that ran away from home. They went into the hills where there were lots of apple trees so they had plenty to eat. They made a fire and put the apples on sticks and cooked them over the fire.

I wish I still had this manuscript. I had no idea what was going to happen next. I think the idea was a sort-of The Incredible Journey with kids. But I’m not sure where I thought they would end up. All living together in a great apartment in Haight-Ashbury?

When I was older and had visions of running away it usually involved driving to Mexico. These visions included all my money and clothes. But I always knew it would never work and then I would have to go home and have no money. This is all a big joke because I am the most boring predictable person alive. I would never run away. Even “what-if-ing” gives me anxiety.

Hm. Don’t love it but no time to fiddle with it.

I couldn’t login into my ebook account. The login window would say that I was successfully logged in but it would be blank and I wouldn’t be able to access my account.

I tried every browser on my desktop and my laptop. I re-installed one browser because I have an ad blocker installed and I thought that might be the problem. I went to customer service but you can’t ask a question if you’re not logged in. The forums were worthless.

I gave it 24 hours thinking maybe they were having a snafu. I still couldn’t login.

I finally changed my password and then I could get in. I’ll never give up my paper books.

I said I would have dinner on the table in 30 minutes and I haven’t even started yet because I was trying to add an effect to this and couldn’t quite get it right.

I couldn’t make my text look as good as in the tutorial. And I looked at this word so long I had to check the dictionary to make sure I spelled it right.

Remember when I started this class way back at Labor Day? I just finished it today. I thought it was 15 hours but now it says 13 Hours 46 minutes. I have 8 other classes in my playlist right now but none of them are that long.

I need tons more practice. Stay tuned.

So back during the holidays I went shopping at a big box sporting goods store. I was there pretty early but the posted hours were insane like 7am-11pm. I think I was in on a weekday at about 9am.

The store was empty. I was the only customer in there.

To be honest, it upsets me to see big box stores with insanely endless hours that are mostly empty every time I go in there.

I hiked around until I found the department I wanted and I needed help with what I was buying. There was no one around. I hiked back to the front of the store where the lone employee who wished me good morning when I came in was doing whatever she was doing to kill time. I asked her if I could get help.

Then I heard her on the phone, describing what I looked like to the person who was supposed to meet in the outback and help me with my question. I was thinking: Just say it’s THE CUSTOMER. How could he miss me?