I’m on my way, but I don’t know where I’m going.

Another night all to myself last night. It feels selfish to admit how good it felt to have the place to myself. Well, at least as much to myself as the cats will allow. The Warrior Princess is still in a snit from being left alone for a week, and growls whenever the Clueless Wonder…

Big City Hospital called me at about 3:30 this afternoon. As I may have previously related, I was expecting a call between 3:00 and 5:00 this afternoon to let me know when tomorrow I was scheduled for surgery. I was told I could be asked to report to the hospital any time between 5:45 am…

I did a little IP checking – you were number 16,000. If I can figure out an appropriate prize, I’ll send it your way. Anyhow, enough with the family history. We are who we are, and we each deal with it our own separate ways. I really don’t write in this journal for an opportunity…

After scolding one’s cat one looks into its face and is seized by the ugly suspicion that it understood every word. And has filed it for reference. Charlotte Gray I suppose that’s the best way to handle certain situations. Tuck the information away against future need, and then continue as planned. ACfH has lived her…

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Funny you should ask that. I was fifteen, once, enough years ago that I wince when I calculate back that far. Two-thirds of a lifetime ago, I was fifteen. Age fourteen was my perfect year. That was the year I was editor of the school newspaper, I was in accelerated math and English courses, was…