This is one of those mornings that I have so much to say and so little time...little time because once I get on one of my rants, I frequently can't remember what else I was going to say...

Social media and instant messaging.  I've heard the whining, moaning and indignant anger from folks who don't electronically communicate with friends and acquaintances.  I've been personally criticized and mothered as to how us electronic communicators are ruining America.  OH  SHUT  UP!

I've made more connections using social media than would have been humanly possible without this tool.  I've reconnected with old friends that I always wondered about but didn't know if they were dead or alive.  I pretty much know at a glance what is going on in the lives of most everyone that I connect to....and it is WONDERFUL!  I may not be in your top 10 list of personal friends, but when your Great Aunt Matilda dies...you will get a prayerful good vibe from me because even though I didn't know you had a Great Auntie, I can share a good karmic vibe with you. 

If I have a thought or something I want to tell you, or just let you know I"m thinking about you because something reminded me of you...simple...I send you a short message ...you send me a message back and we have connected...if I spent time on the telephone (which I detest, by the way) I would have to give up my job and all of my private life just to keep up with the volume of information I have using electronic and social media...and I am more likely to send you a message than I am to call you on the telephone - do the pleasantries just to tell you that I tried the dunkin donuts coffee (which is the best, by the way) and love it.

I talk on the telephone for 8 hours a day to people I generally don't like...I, absolutely, positively am not going home from work and talk on the telephone....no matter how much you love this type of communication.  I am not going to do it...This, of course, applies to the daily conversations about life and what you had to eat during the day, this does not apply to emotional, rescue mission phone calls...I have been a people pleaser for 56 years..everyone's emotional well being has always been catered to before my own and it is not healthy.

Sorry. 

Until next time....if you come back?

It's Day 2.  We have a new seated sheriff...I've already driven myself crazy trying to think of someones name from 20 years ago even though Jenny has told me to just let it go...My cup of Tassimo coffee tastes like dirt..what's up with that?  Today is Kim Balmer's birthday...she will be entertained all day by her husband, the recently retired sheriff.  I was up for over an hour in the middle of the night with a quite severe bout of anxiety...I woke up in one of those freeky thought patterns like a scratched  LP record...over and over about 33 1/3 revolutions a minute....But, by golly, I have good intentions...crap coffee, lack of sleep and listening to everyone's problems for the next few hours will NOT send me back to bad habits...oops...too late

Until next time...

We are trying to get rid of stuff in the basement...I have lost track of the times we have sorted, moved, stacked and tossed things in our basement which belongs(ed) to 'him', me, my folks, his folks, my grandparents, his grandparents, my Aunt Frances and our girls.  I was down there a few minutes ago, pulling things off shelves that I have decided to part with and I wondered...when I did this last time, why wasn't I able to part with it then?  Strange.  Dad will be gone 12 years ago tomorrow and I'm just now deciding to part with his old hand tools...I found a spot for his old fishing gear and all of his artwork and clay work...I have totes of stuff to sell on ebay that belonged to mom and Aunt Frances...I hope to start clearing out those totes soon.

My other:  I like this word a lot!

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