Pack Up Those Boxes, It’s Moving Day
Since September, I feel like I’ve been climbing a steep, obstacle-strewn craggy mountain weighed down with all the sadness, and …
Since September, I feel like I’ve been climbing a steep, obstacle-strewn craggy mountain weighed down with all the sadness, and …
Due to too many empty and packed boxes strewn around my house right now, and the incredible tiredness I feel …
One day later, I am still feeling jet–lagged tired from having gotten up yesterday morning at 5 am to watch …
The cats are in hiding — deep hiding. There are painters and the Brothers Lewis and the mover giving me …
We’re having a Saturday afternoon ice storm as I sit here in the warm Chai shop sipping an elixir. It …
My cats are just getting disgusted by my up/down/over/out moods of late. One minute I’m telling them not to worry …
I have escaped the house this afternoon to come up to my “local” — not a pub like in Cheers …
I’m up here with Jade, a lovely, little black cat who doesn’t seem to age or get bigger in the …
I have been living, with the unfinished business of finding a new home hanging over my head. I thought it …
It is a dark, dreary, dank, damp, dreadful day here in Toronto. And all of us aging beasts here in …