Grump Central Archive: Week of 21 June 2020
Saturday, 27 June 2020
My new favorite view is from the office. I rarely looked out the window before because all I saw was the side of the camper. and even after the camper was pulled, I still saw the took trailer. Now at last my side yard doesn't look like the local dump.
Friday, 26 June 2020
Clearly this is Bobby's domain. He spends most of his time hanging out on the roof—from inside, I'll often hear him trotting around. I've rarely seen him venture more than about fifty feet from the house, so I feel confident he stays safe.
Thursday, 25 June 2020
Don't look now, but you're in their territory, not the other way 'round.
Wednesday, 24 June 2020
It's not just sunrise... the trailer removal changed the area throughout the day. Here's the view from the kitchen around noon.
Tuesday, 23 June 2020
Something new: that bright splash of sunshine at the lower right. Yep, the camper had blocked that. I'm still discovering changes now that it's gone—some subtle, some sublime.
Monday, 22 June 2020
So, what am I doing now? Living? Surviving? I'm not certain, but I confess it's not much fun. I don't have the patience to stick with one activity for more than a few minutes. I'm always feeling anywhere from funky to awful. I spend far too much time wondering if, whenever I feel a flutter in my chest, it's the onset of the end. And given that I've been chronically depressed most of my life, all of this doesn't exactly lift me to a higher plane. Does this sound like a good time to anyone else? It's why I keep sifting through old photos of the house—seeing how far I've come makes me feel a little better. That, and taking baths: a one-hour soak is about the only way to forget all of the crap that came in between then and now.
Sunday, 21 June 2020
June through the years. From the top left: 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019 and 2020.