A little over a year ago I wrote a blog about the conflict in my town concerning the opening of Costco. Approximately eighteen months later, all the struggles have quieted down and Costco has become a way of life.
My dry cleaner is open till 7p. I get there at 6:45...half of the lights are out but the door is open. No worries...at least I think so.
Earlier this week I ventured forth to the dreaded Department of Motor Vehicles. My quest was to secure one of the fancy new Enhanced Licenses.
We’re lucky to live where we can enjoy the colors of autumn.Last weekend, we enjoyed the fall foliage in the Berkshires.
Bill just had his high school reunion. I won’t disclose which one – that’s up to him. But I will say that he was really looking forward to it.
I do not recall feeling like this last fall. Perhaps because I had most of the summer 2018 to ease into things. All I know is some sort of void exists. My team plays no longer. The only recent event involved a firing of the manager. On the other hand Friday's blogger’s team still plays. I find I really miss watching my team and attending the games.