Author Archive: notquiteold
Balancing Act
This week, I had my usual lunch with Mom, but with an added treat. Both sisters joined us and we all had a fabulous visit. We usually space out our visits on different days, so my mother can have lots of company, but being together this week was a treat for Mom too. She always …
Like Sands Through The Hourglass…
It was totally not my fault. My sweet great aunties bear all the blame. I was fifteen years old when my parents moved crosstown and I changed high schools. It was just under 2 miles from our new house to the school, so by a distance of about one block I did not qualify for …
Letting Go
In April, I retired. Six weeks later, I un-retired. Well, not really. Here’s what happened. I worked for the last ten years as the Controller of a large(ish) mail-order and online business. It was a terrific job, especially after fifteen years at an exciting but extremely stressful gigantic media organization. For ten years, I had …
I Want A Do-Over
My last post was filled with sweet college memories. Because I am still filled with nostalgia for college – as I am every September – here’s a post from three years ago… DO-OVER Every September, as I watch the kids go back to school, I get the same yearning. I wish it were me …
College Moments
I always have it in September. A wistfulness. I loved school. Not elementary or high school though. College. How I loved college. I finally found a place that suited me completely. The atmosphere of learning. The very air charged with intelligence.Living right where you went to school. Walking to classes. The pride of reading. And …
Opinionated
I am a pretty opinionated adult. Although, I am also very polite, and try not to insult other people’s opinions even if they are totally wrong differ from my own. But I have an excuse for my many (though adorable) opinions. I was born that way. From the time I was in my crib wondering …
Apologies
I don’t have a lot of revenge fantasies. It’s not that I’m such a goody-two-shoes. Well, okay, I’m a little bit of a goody-two-shoes. I believe in the power of Being Nice. That’s how I was brought up. “Be Nice” – said absolutely everyone in my family. And, as a corollary – “Don’t wish bad …
Famous – But Not In A Good Way
I love to write. I love being able to create a world of my own. I love telling stories. I love the feeling when I come up with just the right word or phrase. I love writing. I love what I’ve written. All of it. The good and the not-so-good. The words are mine and …
