The lessons I learned from a cat…

All my life, I avoided cats. Simply had nothing to do with them. I was sure I was a dog person- and I was also sure that this is an either/ or situation. Cats do have that distancing spoiled self sureness about them- they always look as if they are doing you a favor by …

“You learn something from everything”- is that so?

Lately, I’ve been experiencing a wave of impatience towards everyone. and everything. Personally, I tend to blame Covid -19, though let’s face it- I don’t go out much anyway and have a zero tendency to get close to people. Maybe it’s the age issue- I tend to blame everything bad I do on my age:”what …

How I became an optimistic pessimist.

“An oxymoron (usual plural oxymorons, more rarely oxymora) is a rhetorical device that uses an ostensible self-contradiction to illustrate a rhetorical point or to reveal a paradox.” (Wikipedia) After many years of focusing on developing expectations- followed by an equal amount of years sent dealing with the disappointments – I believe I found the middle road: I simply have no expectations. Actually- that’s not …

Were our grandmothers right?

My grandmother was something. She could make people squirm with her casual cross-examinations, and always- always -always- had the upper hand , at every discussion. I used to tell everybody at work that she was my mentor when it came to interrogating people on the witness stand. I loved her with all my heart. She …

Embracing the nerd within me.

I know a lot of people who have tattoos. some even have many. Some are very close to me- 2 of my kids+my partner have them- the above picture is the tattoo my son had in honor of our beloved dog, Sirius, who passed away a few months ago. (still brings tears to my eyes …

How I stopped complaining.

I don’t particularly like complaining. Doesn’t necessarily mean I don’t do it- but I don’t enjoy it. I decided on my 50th birthday that I am not about to spend the next 50 or so years , going on and on about things . Either I can change the situation-or I can’t- either way- what’s …

Running errands as an introvert!

A few days ago, I was talking to my good friend (we go back more than 25 years of blood sweat &tears at work, and kept our friendship through retirement), and she has this thing where she insists on talking with me when she runs errands around town.   The thing is, she gets really worked …

“Tell me lies, sweet little white lies”. (not Mac, Fleetwood).

white lie: (Merriam Webster) Definition of white lie : a lie about a small or unimportant matter that someone tells to avoid hurting another person.example:”He told a (little) white lie as his excuse for missing the party”. A few days ago I heard a Fleetwood mac song I didn’t know , so it’s only fair that I should keep …

The introvert’s best friends.

I live in a rural village. Pastoral.  Rustic. Serene. well-not exactly. I am surrounded by neighbors that aren’t exactly big fans of peace and quiet. While I seem to have an acute problem with noise.  I am fully aware that they are the “normal people”‘ I am the problematic one +that I sound like an …

Why I keep asking myself “why?”

When I was “somewhat of a boss” at work. I attended a management course at the university. They taught us all kinds of methods to engage workers in the work they are meant to do. The work they get paid to do. I know I sound old , but all the while I thought “why …