tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371572.post725566537228911583..comments2024-03-10T10:05:51.113-07:00Comments on misswhistle: The adjustment bureauMiss Whistlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11103831095827005334noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371572.post-7298516828397854142017-02-10T21:11:16.899-08:002017-02-10T21:11:16.899-08:00Let's see ... you're going to get horse an...Let's see ... you're going to get horse and you've found a lovely mare, but you're walking away from her. H'm? Really? Sure you don't just need to envision a different schedule? :)Rafe's Hotelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06898852529318083316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371572.post-78634073642015314622017-02-09T01:41:32.141-08:002017-02-09T01:41:32.141-08:00It's lovely to find your posts when I'm up...It's lovely to find your posts when I'm up late and about to sleep. This is a beautiful piece. Your honesty makes me feel what you are feeling, as much as one can, and it makes me feel better about myself, where I am, the choices I am making, the difficulties I am encountering. I love, "Purge. Nest. Be meticulous. Do your work well. Be kind." I'd like to write that out for myself and post it over my desk. As I've mentioned, my dad made maps. I think maps are a representation of the human capability to be meticulous; to do one's work well. I have to make each penny count in a way I've never had to before. It is both exhilarating when I do it well, and upsetting in its limitations. I'm still trying to figure that out. I miss traveling whenever I want to the most. I've been purging from the closing of three households. It's difficult because I have so many family things to consider. My own things are simpler. I've always enjoyed having fewer things, but beautiful things. Nesting will come when I begin looking for a place again. I stopped some months after my mother died. I'm ready to begin again. It has always been important to me to try to be kind. There's a pleasure in kindness and its echoes returning, not always, but often enough. xo.Katherine C. Jameshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08834591103511225376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371572.post-91178184422550927462017-02-09T00:19:54.860-08:002017-02-09T00:19:54.860-08:00I didn't know you'd moved back! I am behin...I didn't know you'd moved back! I am behind; this book writing business gets in the way of my blog reading. Welcome to the grey, I wish England could offer you better but there will be a time when you'll wake to glorious sunshine and the dogs will run in camomile fields and you'll realise that it's all OK. Nice to have you near anyway. You're very brave. Lou xxLouhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13457538074763854583noreply@blogger.com