I decided to treat myself to a little Spring today – tulips! I also decided to play around with my camera, 47 photos later, here is the first batch.
AFTER A LITTLE TWEAKING
An upsides/downsides: Our condo fees are considered to be quite high by some folks, mostly folks who have not lived in the real world of paying for utilities. Our condo fees include ALL utilities (you can even get free tv if you connect to the antenna on the rooftop). So the downside to that is we can’t have in-unit washers/dryers, and you can’t save money by turning off lights, not using heat or a/c or limiting your water usage with 5 minute showers.
You pay your condo fee and get the upside: Endless hot water. Want to take a 1/2 hour shower? Go right ahead, the hot water won’t run out and you already paid for it. Jack the a/c to arctic? Make yourself into a human popsicle, you already paid for it. Same for heat – want to turn your apartment into a sauna? Nobody will stop you. And you can leave every light in your apartment burning 24/7 – you already paid for it.
I suppose you could say that if all the occupants actually did use utilities conservatively the condo utility bills would go down and so would our condo fees – but you would be wrong because the the utility bills are almost the smallest line item on the condo budget. But those same utility bills for a single family house, or even an apartment are a big item on the month budget.
I joined, once again, Medium.com, primarily so I could
stalk follow my niece. She fancies herself a writer, and she isn’t half bad. It’s where I saw her piece on her grandmother (my mother). I don’t ‘follow’ her because I don’t want her snooping in my life, as I snoop in hers. Ok, double standard, sue me. But I do read her daily pieces. And other articles written by women her age, youngsters all (and considering people in their 40’s ‘youngsters’ just speaks to my advanced age) and I think to myself “Snowflakes!” And I laugh. Just as people older than I might read what I write about and think the same of me. Nothing changes but it stays the same.
The cats are all at sixes and sevens today. Kinda wandering around the apartment looking a little unsettled. I think it may be the change in the weather, snow showers are predicted for this afternoon. Snow was already predicted for this weekend – probably not much but any snow is too much as far as I’m concerned. This afternoon’s threatened precipitation is an add-on. The day started out nice enough but as I look out my window I can see that we are indeed setting up for some kind of weather event this afternoon. Plus – whooshies – we got us some whipping winds.
I also noticed that the holly trees are heavy with berries and if that continues through the Winter into the Spring then maybe those damn cedar wax-wings will be back. I hate those damn birds because they chase all the other birds away, scarf all the berries and then take off for parts unknown leaving all my other birds without a thing to eat. After the cedar wax-wings left last Spring my bird population was never the same and I miss my birds. Death to all cedar wax-wings, may they rot in hell!
It’s been raining here for over a year. Seriously. 2018 was the rainiest year in the DMV since 1889! This year, 2019, we did actually go 3 days without rain – people were jokingly calling it a drought. Saturday was dribbly, dank, windy but !oho! around 4 in the afternoon the sun became visible. Yesterday (Sunday) the day actually dawned, as in, the sun came up and could be seen, and felt. It was a flip-flopping beautiful day – mild and sunny. I decided that after all the major housework was done I would go for a walk. I asked my husband if he wanted anything from the store because I hate walking aimlessly and after 6 years of walking in circles I was bored and needed a REASON to get out there. He decided that maybe there might be something he wanted.
Now Harris Teeter is nine-tenths of a mile from my home. I’ve walked it many times, the last time being on Tuesday. When I got back that day my back, legs and hip were killing me. The next day I was in major pain. So my husband reminded me, as I headed out, to walk slow “because you know how bad your back was last time.” Off I went. Beautiful day and by the time I got to the store, oh yeah!, pain. I wandered around the store looking for what he wanted – side to side, back to front, round and round. As I was meandering around the store the pain went away. I was bouncing along like a 100% healthy person.
Checked out of the store, started walking home, it wasn’t 2 blocks when the pain kicked in. Three-quarters of the way home I was hanging on to telephone poles. And then the light dawned. Well duh, Grace – how dim can you be? You see I realized that the pain only rears its ugly head when I’m walking on concrete. But of course!
While the store doesn’t have cushioned floors, still they aren’t as hard as concrete. I walk around the apartment all day; I walk around inside my apartment building – no problems, no pain. But walking outside, on concrete – hoo-boy! And yes, yes I have my expensive, super padded/cushiony running shoes but even they aren’t enough to negate the impact of that hard unforgiving concrete. I don’t know how I never made this connection before. I mean, Duh, Grace – what a dummy.
That realization only helps in that now I know. There’s nothing I can do about it because the only place to walk is concrete sidewalks – I live in a city (more or less) for pete’s sake. Walking anywhere is always going to involve concrete sidewalks. Then again, it’s nice to know that if I ever wanted to go to say a mall, I could probably walk around all day pain free. Of course there aren’t any malls near me – but, you know, if I did go to one…
Lately I have noticed that someone has planted these itty-bitty rose bushes all over the neighborhood. All of the ‘communities’ here must use the same landscaping service. And all these itty-bitty rose bushes are still blooming with itty-bitty roses…