But which corner? We are all soaking up the sun, enjoying the sunny weather. It is hard to imagine that it could get cold and blustery and snowy again, and therein lies the problem. It’s easy to put off doing outside things, like, in my case, cleaning the goat pen, thinking that tomorrow, the day after, and the day after it, that the weather will be much the same.

One thing that is a certainty, and will remain a certainty, is that the days are getting longer. I don’t notice this as much in the mornings, but I do notice this later in the day. I headed home today from the hotel after 5 p.m. As soon as the snow melts, I will resume stocking the little libraries. And I will do this in the early evening.

Alys and Ruadi do agility

Another early day, and another 8:30 a.m. meeting. Everyone but me seemed upbeat and chipper; this including the organizer who talked for an hour straight. I thought, must be a coffee drinker. I would also be a coffee drinker, but I am aware that caffeine is an addictive drug, and so if you can’t get a cup of really good coffee in hand, that you will settle for crap stuff.

I remember when freezer dried coffee came out. My mother began drinking it. It had to have tasted terrible. I did swallow a spoonful of it – terrible stuff.

The meeting went well. I learned that I have no interest in organizational anything, behavior, psychology, or communication included. In fact, as I was attending this meeting, I had to stifle a panic attack, which is one in which it occurred to me that this was indicative of the fact that my life was going in a direction that I didn’t want it to go in. I further envisioned myself attending a zoom meeting in which the subject was Icelandic horses, and I realized that I’d feel more in my element if this was so.

I keep telling myself that change is a constant, and that in time, another someone, which is a someone who has an interest in organizational behavior, psychology, communication, or the like, will materialize and do the work that I both don’t like and am not very adept at, like accounting and finances. This then will allow me to resume work on my book. My sole job will be book intake and book outtake.

Today was actually good in this respect. Cheryl, who lives in Anchorage, appeared with a friend, who in her truck hauled the books here. Beautiful books. Amazing books. Books that ought not go out on the shelves. It was very meditative, my sorting the books out, separating fiction, nonfiction, and poetry.

I also picked up some books at a local thrift store and did the same. The quality of these books was not as high as the books Cheryl donated to us, but here and there were some gems.

This is what I started out doing and what I enjoy doing. My mantra is going to remain – change is a constant.

Next: 36. February 5, 2025: One Foot in front of the Other