Journal Post #1
I’m going to try something different here, cross posting
pieces from my journal on this blog. At least doing this will ensure that I will be producing more posts to
entertain any wandering reader who happens by. Briefly, several months ago I
decided to start keeping a personal journal to document my decisions for the
coming year. I had retired, or semi-retired, in January of 2020 to take care of
my ill aunt and parents. As it turned out this was just in time for Covid to
come along. My aunt passed away one year ago, followed by my father six weeks
later, followed by my mother three months ago. Now I am in the process of selling
my home and moving back to my parents’ to try and get the house on the market. Come
along with me, won’t you? It’ll be fun. Hopefully at least engaging, in the way
of a train wreck.
Yesterday I was able to get the mirror on my car fixed, and
I feel much safer driving now. Did some more packing and moving. My mother’s
celebration of life service is in three days, and the other fam members will
arrive in two days. So I’m just trying to get the place pulled together,
bedrooms ready, food in the fridge. I do wish they could stay longer, but everyone has to get back to school/jobs.
Last night, to distract myself, I wound up looking at
housing prices and other facts about Provo, Utah as part of my research for my
long-term plan to move out of California (why Provo? Only because I’m thinking
of attending a conference there next year). But Utah, like California and much
of the western US, is suffering from drought. This has reinforced my vague plan
to move to the East Coast. I don’t like floods or hurricanes either, but it
would be nice not to have to worry about water.
I also spent some time with my tenant, reading lines with
her. She is an actress and currently is auditioning for a Netflix show called “Obliterated.” As far as I
can tell it’s about a bunch of Navy SEALS who spend their time cursing, having
sex and taking drugs when they aren’t saving the world. Good Lord, I’m glad I’m
not an actor; I cannot fathom having to take roles like that.
More later.
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