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View From My Window

My studio apartment is in the back of the building that faces on Marshall St. I usually exit out the back door and walk the ally to Juneau. This exit puts me across the street from the Astor Hotel on Juneau.

This is the view out of my kitchen window.

What we see is the fenced passageway between the buildings. The corner of the building you see upper left is my building and below that is a small courtyard.
To the upper right, you see the neighbors building and their trash wheelies. Lower left, you see part of my window frame. If you blow this up, you'll see the screen in my window. 
Dreary to say the least
However, on certain weekends, someone living in the building next door gets out a grill and cooks. While he grills, he listens to some of the best blues music I've ever heard. One of these days, I'm going to open the window and sit in with my harps.




The downside of the window view.
I get very little sunlight, wind, or driving rain. The view is hardly stimulating, but since my workspace/eating table/entertainment center faces a pair of windows looking down on virtually the same sight, it's not distracting either.
The advantages of my window view
Not distracting me from stuff I want to do but need to concentrate on.
Occasional blues music.

 Confession: 
I have slowly but surely become a hoarder. I have downloaded more damn apps, subscribed to a plethora of podcasts, and bookmarked hundreds of UTube videos about crafts. All of which, I have nibbled at but certainly not consumed. I didn't use support groups to give up smoking or alcohol, but I might have met my match.
There are more of them on other pages and don't get me started with my phone.

I've tried doing the usual things. My attempts view the apps and then to sort them out being practical about which apps I need, which might have future value, and those I should safely and cleanly erase. Then, I rationalize all of them in the first two categories, and I'm right back where I started.

 To make matters worse:
I have an Apple Minimac that is almost ten years old. It has 4 gigs of RAM. I have programs like Final Cut (video editing) that I can't update because my Minimac won't support it. There are others like that but I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT! Okay! 

 Have you ever looked at your applications folder and then had to google the website to find out what the app did? And then realize you can't remember when and why you downloaded in the first place? Well, I hope so because it's cold out here people and I do not want to be alone.



Comments

  1. SusanMarch 31, 2020 at 11:42 AM

    So true for me too. Susan

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  2. ThePetTamerApril 1, 2020 at 7:29 AM

    It really is an accumulation of "stuff", right? It's just "virtual"stuff, haha. Your mystery app is kind of like the thing you find in the junk drawer and can't identify si you don't want to throw it out because it might be important!

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