Tag: maudlin woolgathering

The life and death of a tabby boy

Last Saturday, January 13, 2018, we said farewell to our beloved tabby boy, Huck. He’ll be sorely missed. Carole and I don’t have children of our own so our cats have always been very special and precious to us. Carole and I adopted a…

Dammit, Ennui

Today is a bright sunny, chilly day with the remnants of this week’s snowstorm all around outside serving as a reminder that although spring may technically┬ástart tomorrow, astronomically speaking, Vermont usually has other ideas. Carole is out at a meeting somewhere downtown, and then…

Wanted: Rundown Waterfront Motel for Depressing Experience

As you all know, I’m all about the “wallowing in depression”. Carole’s going to visit her parents in Ohio for Thanksgiving (Oakwood, a suburb of Dayton, FWIW) and I have no plans. I found myself pondering today, “What would be the most depressing place…

Blanket Apology To The Human Race (and Most Higher Orders of Animal Life, Excepting Only the Canada Goose)

I spend every day of my life wanting to apologize to everyone I know on social media and quite a few of the people that I know in person. I believe that most people who know me either: think nothing at all about me,…

Drowning

Though this is not going to come as a newsflash to anyone who knows me, I’ve been suffering from severe depression for a few years now. Of late I’ve been so depressed that at the end of each working day I’ve simply gone home…

Missing Carole

I travel for work — some years, in excess of 75% of my weeknights are spent in hotels far from home. I’ve been doing this for 15 years and counting, and Carole and I have always managed to make it work. Carole doesn’t mind…

Missing my mother

My mother, Dora Furr, would have been 84 today, had she lived to see the day. She passed away two years and four days ago, somewhere in the evening of August 31, 2011, although on her death certificate they recorded it as September 1….

Life Is What Happens When You’re Making Other Plans

What do you do when your life has, basically, gone to hell and you can’t talk about it with anyone because either they won’t believe you when you get down to the specifics, or because you feel compelled to protect the privacy of one…

The Shape I’m In

If you haven’t listened to “The Shape I’m In” by the Band recently, go do that. Then come back and read the rest of this. Today was a bad day. Not because of anything that went wrong at work, because nothing did. (I’m in…

What is love? Part 1

I am spending Valentine’s Day far from my sweetie. This isn’t as unusual as it might be for some people. I work as a technical trainer for a very large Fortune 500 company and it’s often the case that I’m on a business trip…

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