Fasten your seats belts…..

Well, guys, there is work to be done. I’m afraid none of us will be enjoying it and it will certainly take longer than a bumpy night.

Any of you who have your own blog know that WordPress has gotten weird. Prices are up, service is down. I could stop blogging, but that would be no fun.

So I’m going to move everything from my current WordPress hosting to Go Daddy. The price is about the same, and all the services will be under one roof. Plus I can reach Go Daddy on the phone. At WordPress you send an email, then wait a day or so for an answer. I have been trying to resolve the issue that had my site offline until now. Waiting for the WordPress response, along with the price and service changes, convinced me that it was time to go.

That’s the news. Please be patient. Once it’s done, I’ll let you know how it went.

It makes me miss books.

Do What You Can

If you are a right-thinking blog follower, you may have tried to access my refugee support page. It’s there, but the link is broken. No idea why.

The Ukrainiens have not yet reached Paris, so those links, which are to Paris-based groups, are not all that useful anyway. But the two million and counting, including over a hundred thousand unaccompanied minors, are going to go somewhere. The way things are shaping up, many will stay. During the months — years, if we’re talking about the kids — that they will need to sort out their lives, they’re going to need some help. As will the Afghans, etc. It’s a scary time, a dangerous world right now.

Everybody is saying give money and be sure to research your charity. Good advice, nothing I can add to that. But if you knit, consider the “Knitters for Ukraine” fund, which gives its money to the Red Cross. It was started by the Finnish magazine Laine, so it’s squeaky clean. Or even if you don’t knit, if you just like the anarchic weirdness of a bunch of folks banding together to knit Putin back to the Stone Age, go for it.

In fact in general, let’s face it, for the rest of our lives we will be dealing with refugees or worse, be refugees. To avoid compassion fatigue, we’re going to have to get creative about how we help. My thought is to choose one thing you already do or identify with — one action, one charity — and make doing it or donating to it a part of your life, now. Just normalize it.

Movers in two days

Seriously, the movers will be here the day after tomorrow. I will spare you the sight of utter chaos, though it’s actually not as chaotic as it was a week ago. More things have been packed and sorted. Friends have scavenged their way through the reject piles. I think the movers will not care that it was so much worse last week.