Tuesday, July 26, 2005


There's never enough time--and never sleeping is not the solution.

Saturday, July 23, 2005

Ah, The Pool

Finally, the pool is ready. I got in it yesterday to vacuum it some more, clean and of course to be in it. I don't know what the allure of having water surrounding you is, but I really love it; just being in it makes me happy and gives me this overall sense of well-being; it's a feeling that my husband just does not understand. When I was in graduate school the first time, I wrote a poem to my pool (the pool at the apartment complex where I lived); I spent most of my time there, lying in it or beside it most of the days when I wasn't in class, then writing or studying sitting at a table beside the water in the evening, then often going for a swim and chatting and having a glass of wine with friends while floating around at night.
We haven't turned the heat on in the pool, but it feels like a hot bath anyway. Arkansas in July.
I've been working on links for my http://www.clunygreyjewelry.com site, and have added a few in the past 2 days. It's a long tiresome business, but surprisingly, one that I don't mind as much as I would have thought. I hate that the template is messed up at the bottom on the first page, but unfortunately, there is nothing I know that I can do about that except call my webhosting people since I don't have access to it. So what made it mess up?
I need to go and create some jewelry. I only posted one eBay auction this week because I am so tired of eBay and how cheaply everything on auction sells. But I have gotten some good customers and great custom orders from being there.
The kitties are clamoring for attention. Do kitties clamor? If you have to ask, you obviously have never had cats.

Wednesday, July 20, 2005


Yes, I do want to speak more about success later, and how I want to define it myself. I just found this quotation from Nancy Astor and I adore it:
"The penalty of success is to be bored by people who used to snub you."

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Up All Night

Ah, once again insomnia rules---along with an aching neck. I'm sure this has something to do with the time I spend at this computer, creating links, submitting links, trying to revise pages, get code right. Who knew that a website (much less 2) were going to be such a pain.
Even Darwin, my grandkitty, who used to sleep in a basket on the desk beside me has been put off. There are too many papers, too much jewelry, and stray findings so that the basket doesn't quite fit the way it used to.
Does anyone ever get a website to the point where it requires very little maintenance? Why do I have the sinking feeling that the answer to that is a resounding "no"?
I'm waiting for the mail to come, the highlight of the day in a small town cut off from any civilized life. New beads, an Amazon box, something from Alibris, I love the anticipation.
The saga of the pool: It's almost ready to get into, and yes, I realize that this is the South in mid-July. But this town is so small that there is no pool service--just someone to open the pump in the Spring and close it in the Fall, so I have been fighting with chemicals and the rain and leaves for over 2 months. Now I just hope my skin does not break out into some ghastly rash after being in it.

Thursday, July 14, 2005

The Blog Begins

This is the first day of something that I have never done before. I am starting my own blog.