yvensong

August 12, 2024

Share Your World – August 12, 2024

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1. How many times have you moved house?

I am truly surprised at the number of times I’ve moved! I’ve lived in 18 different places over my lifetime. That’s not counting a couple of temporary places I stayed in while looking for a new home. My family moved 4 times; the first time being the big move from Michigan to California. I lived in a few places in California, then moved to Oregon. After a few years in Oregon, I moved to Nevada.

2. What are your priorities in looking for a new home?

Priorities changed over the years. First I had roommates to save money. After my son was born, making sure the neighborhood was safe and friendly was my main priority. Even though, I enjoyed the years I lived alone, after my son moved on, I’ve had to return to having a roommate to save money. One of the priorities that has been important to me, is that I want to be able to have a pet – a cat, a dog, a bird, guinea pigs, rabbits, etc.

3. Have you ever downsized?

Yes. A couple of times in my life. When I moved from California to Oregon, I downsized from a nice four-bedroom house, with a library. I had to cull my 3,000-book library in half. There were a lot of tears. The last time I had to downsize was when I left my two-story townhouse to share a condo in another part of town to save money.

4. Have you ever had to move because of your job?

In a way, yes. I moved from Oregon to Nevada for better employment opportunities.

This post is in response to Pensitivity101’s Share Your World.

August 11, 2024

Cellpic Sunday – August 11, 2024

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A few years ago, I lived in a Condo that was on a creek. We had several visits from wildlife that stopped by for a brief visit on their way North or South, depending on the time of year. Here are a few pictures that I grabbed of the visitors and a few of the more permanent residents.

This little group of baby ducks fascinated us, as the little white baby was a solid member of the brood. No one had a clue where he/she had originated.

The following four were regular visitors. They came through every August for years.

August 2012

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Posted for John’s Cellpic Sunday.

August 9, 2024

A Black and White World – Flashback Friday

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Fandango had this prompt which encouraged writers to post one of their blogs from the same date from a previous year. If you don’t have a post that coincides with the date on WP, then it’s suggested to post one from a previous year. Since, I don’t have a post from this exact date in past years, I’ll post one from another site I used to blog on. This was posted August 9, 2006.

Tonight, the world turned black and white for awhile. The helicopter spun overhead as men and women, suited for street combat swarmed through the little park across the street from my home. Whirling blades drowned out the sound of the hunting hawk, the rushing river and the momentary peace I found.

Then they were gone, leaving behind the serene green and the darkening blue.

Tree line with helicopter by Keith Edkins is licensed under CC-BY-SA 2.0

August 8, 2024

Happy International Cat Day

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August 7, 2024

One-Liner Wednesday

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Posted for Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday.

August 5, 2024

Share Your World – August 5, 2024

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Do you like decorating or would you prefer to have someone come in and do it for you if you could afford it?

I like doing my own decorating. I have rather eclectic and geeky tastes and most ‘professional’ decorators would want to tone it down. I wouldn’t mind having someone to come in to help with color schemes, though.

Do you prefer papered or painted walls in your home?

I prefer painted so that I can hang lots of photos and paintings on the walls. I had thought about doing a mural a few times in the past, but I’ve lived in rentals that don’t allow repainting.

Where do you go when you want to be alone or have some quality Me Time?

I’m home alone almost all day so I don’t really have to go anywhere.

If you buy a treat for yourself, (say a box of chocolates or a bottle of wine) do you like to share?

If a friend drops by, I will gladly share my little treasure. Other than that, it’s all mine. 😁

Posted for Pensitivity101’s Share Your World.

August 3, 2024

Stream of Consciousness Saturday

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Let me pour you a cup of tea (or coffee, if you prefer), and I’ll tell you a woeful little story.

This past week has been filled with disappointment, hurt, anger, some good news and some not so good news, many hours hiding in Fallout land, and more time than I usually spend watching swimmers, gymnasts, and other athletes compete in the Olympics.

First, let me tell you about about some of those things that turned my world upside down. I had a tiff with a best friend. I felt real fear that I had lost my friend for good. I love this friend with all my heart. What I did is I allowed my hurt to turn to explosive anger. I am so disappointed with myself. I don’t blow up like that. I haven’t since I was a hormonal teenager. (Well, that’s not completely true. My abusive ex-husband could bring that temper streak out of me.)

I know that this isn’t a valid excuse for releasing my anger on my friend, yet, I believe that all the stresses and tension that have been building and building around me socially, politically, culturally, and personally hit a point of no return. I’m sorry and ashamed that my friend received the nuclear blast. They did not deserve it.

In other news, I had my blood work done this past week. The not so good news is the LDL Cholesterol is higher than it should be. So was my Hemocrit level. Both should be fairly easy to take care of by eating a little better than I’ve been eating over the last couple of months. The best news was that my protein levels had dropped a lot. That means my kidneys are finally functioning properly. Yay!

All of this, and a few other things, that may seem petty in the eyes of others, sent me into a very deep funk. One that I’m barely climbing out of. I almost wish I was having a poor-pity-me party. That would be easier to journey through and out of.

Well, thank you for listening. Let me add some more hot water to your tea and we can spend some time to pore over the books we brought to read.

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Posted for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

The Passing of a Neighbor & Aftermath – Flashback Friday

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(I thought this posted yesterday.)

For Fandango’s Flashback Friday, I’m going to cheat just a little and post one more July post from 2007.

Leaving for work this morning, I learned that a neighbor passed quietly away. A friend of his had not heard from him in 2 days and convinced the landlord to open the door. They found him dead in the front room.

I am saddened at his loss. He was such a nice man. He had a kind heart. I didn’t know him very well. I don’t think anyone here really did, as he kept mostly to himself. He always had a smile for me and offered his assistance when he believed I needed it. I’ll not forget the day he went out of his way to help me carry groceries to my front door.

His death also had me reflecting on mine. It occurred to me that he was lucky, in a way. He had a friend who kept in contact almost daily. He was missed almost immediately. I don’t think that would be the case with me. Since my main contact with people is on Thursday nights, if anything happened to me between those days, no one may realize I’m gone until a Thursday night came and went. The thought made me feel so alone.

Grant you, in reality, when it comes to death, we really are alone. We may be lucky to have a hand to hold when we are floating between the two worlds, but the final trip, we do on our own.

I just don’t care much for the feeling/fear that I may be so insignificant in the lives around me. I’ve worked very hard to not be alone in this wide and crazy world. And then, something like the news I received today has me contemplating my fragile life and sinking into a self-pitying state. I, with my too vivid imagination, can see myself dead for days, weeks before anyone takes any notice of my absence. The funny thing is, if I’m dead, I really would no longer care (at least I believe that).

So, it’s really my ego-state that cares that I might be missed, that hopes that I would be missed, that hopes that I have touched at least one life enough to matter.

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