Navigating WordPress After Moving

What a muddle to try to post a new entry to my blog! Yesterday we officially moved from one floor to another in this Assisted Living community. Difficult!!! But thanks to one of our sons who put some of our paintings up on the walls of our new apartment and that is helping to make us feel more at home in our new apartment.

Now to navigate WordPress.

This cat is as puzzled as I am

Another Day, Another Challenge

It is not easy to make a move around here. We are going to change apartments, moving from the spacious 3rd floor apartment to ta smaller studio apartment on the 1st floor. Why you might ask. Well the answer is that there are more services readily available for my husband. We will see how this works out.

It is particularly challenging to make the move at this time when I am the one having doctor’s appointments for a recurrence of skin cancer. Nevertheless the big move is scheduled for tomorrow.

An image maybe slightly appropriate at this time – there are lots of people maybe working at cross purposes.

I will look for a better one.


Pondering on the Latest Developments

We are moving soon. At the moment we are struggling to try to co-ordinate the availability of the various actors in this drama.

Breakfast at our apartment
Picasso and his cat (image from the internet)

This image has nothing to do with our forthcoming move. It is just for cat lovers. As you know I love cats.

I Forgot to Tell You

There is another thing I forgot to tell you about yesterday. Our in-house guide yesterday had actually heard of Bhutan. In fact, as a travel guide she had been to Bhutan 3 times. We have a lot to talk about! The future awaits! I can’t locate my Bhutan photos right now – I’ll keep looking but in the meantime here are a few to hold your interest (I hope).

Shelf outside our current front door
Early days in using a computer – 1980’s?
Our family 1973 – St Lucia

It Was My Lucky Day

Yesterday was my lucky day in a way. We reached a decision – a resolution/solution to an ongoing problem. We are going to move. It has become increasingly difficult to meet my husband’s needs for care within our current set-up here at the Assisted Living (Ida Culver) facility. So………we are going to move – within the facility – from our one bedroom apartment on the third floor – we are going to move down to ta studio apartment on the first floor where there is more care available. More care for my husband, more freedom for me. The downside is less space. We have seen what other couples have done in this dilemma and it looks workable. Agonizing downsizing!

Pictures to follow!

Not exactly the picture I was looking for but it’s slightly good at showing a bit of the space and belongings we have now.

The End of an Era (18) – The Trumbull House – Final Words – 1756 – 2021

Judy – what a wonderful account of the history of your family and the Trumbull house. There are a number of similarities to the old house and farm owned by my sister and her husband in Milforrd New Hampshire.

"Greatest Generation" Life Lessons


A piece of the history of Trumbull, Connecticut, is being destroyed.  This piece of history is a house built in 1756.

Trumbull House - June, 2020, front view

Quoting from a Christmas card sent by my grandfather in 1956, titled “Two Hundred Christmases in Trumbull”:

“This house was built during the French and Indian War.  It was 17 years old at the time of the Boston Tea Party, and 21 Christmases had passed when the American Army found itself encamped at Valley Forge. 

Trumbull House - June, 2020 - side view

It was 32 when Washington was inaugurated, and 41 when Trumbull held its first town meeting.  The national capital was burned and rated during the 58th year of existence and 109 winters had passed at the time of Abraham Lincoln’s assassination. 

Trumbull House - June 2020 - Back view

When the first ship passed through the Panama Canal, this house had been giving shelter for 158 years.

In 1922, when these walls had been standing for 166 years, the Guion…

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Is This My Lucky Day?

I was taking a stroll down our corridor here at Ida Culver (Assisted Living) and I met a nw employee – and she is from Tibet. I could have hugged her I was so happy. Her name tag read Tsering. Bingo if that isn’t a Bhutanese name I don’t know what is. For example, our landlord for the 2 years we lived in Bhutan was the Foreign Minister Dasho Llimpo Dawa Tsering. It was a long time ago now, more than 30 years, but my memories are vivid of those very special 2 years.

Ida Culver House Broadview Seattle
Landscape in Bhutan
How weaving is done in Bhutan
Looking down on our house in Bhutan, 1985-1987