I do not know quite what happened or when , but my hubby and I now qualify for seniors' discounts at some venues. This creates a quandary; in order to save money, but not face, we have to admit to our age. HMMMM..... We definitely do not consider ourselves to be old. In this day and age ,when people as a whole are living longer and healthier lives why are 'young seniors', those in their fifties, like moi, considered 'old'?? It's so true that age is just a perception! "Maturity" is very objective/subjective, and I object! Whew, a few years have skittered by since I composed this biography block. Those "fifties" are in the rear view mirror and they are distant, fond memories. Oh, I do not plan to stop writing any time soon.
Didn't ICE find the illegal aliens who had secretly landed in our trailer parks and ICE shipped them to an El Salvadorian prison? I thought many of the trailer park inhabitants who resisted will be vacationing at the prison, er renamed Cultural Exchange Theme Park, soon?
When the toe heels it may be time for specially fitted shoes. Broken bones, no matter how small, can create or exacerbate other health issues as one ages.
A Warped Witch I Be Yes, I have family nearby. The lake is also across the road. Water is kinda important, eh? A spoonful of coffee grounds just isn't the same without it. Thanks for commiserating with me.
I'm so sorry to hear you're having such a terrible week. I've gone through the float valve thing at my old house in Maine, it felt like forever before they got it replaced. I bought gallons of water to keep my coffee supply steady. I refilled empty jugs for the toilet from the lake. We were lucky it happened in the summer because bathing was at the lake. I can't imagine doing it in the fall with the temperatures dropping. I never asked if your family lives nearby? Hopefully, you can take care of the essentials there.
Very nicely written. I am a big communicator and if more people would put forth a better effort, it would be a better place. Little acts of kindness truly goes a long way. You have identified it well. I can feel your sincerity coming through your writing. I would like to see more of the younger crowd helping or being involved with the older folks. I know my day goes better when someone has said hi or gives a waves.
I don't care for dark British/Dutch humor. Dislike Monty Python as well. Give me a bittersweet French or Japanese movie or a sad Portuguese song. I'm more introspective.
You were very fortunate. I never really fell into anyone's arms.
I need to reassess my needs. My 'romantic' efforts in Thailand had limited success.
July 18th Prompt: Have you ever boycotted a company or product? Well, hubby and I refuse to send our vehicles to a local garage or call them for roadside assistance, so I suppose that is our boycott. For years, hubby ran his own auto body shop where he specialized in restoring vehicles. Eventually, he closed up shop and returned to the open highway as a trucker. When he did this he no longer had a garage in which to carry out his own maintenance and repairs. He paid former associates to keep his semi in good repair. This seemed beneficial for everyone. As a long haul trucker only ever home for a short period of time, my spouse sought these procedures when he could. He made scheduled appointments. He always paid his bill. One day, hubby visited this particular garage to discuss a few needed repairs. A new customer walked in, interrupted, and my hubby was ignored. He waited patiently for the owner to return and continue their conversation. When this finally happened he told the owner that his behaviour had been rude. He was a paying customer with limited free time and if his truck could not be fixed, he'd lose money. The interrupter worked locally and did rely upon his vehicle to earn a living. No emergency could account for the interruption. What about first come first served? Thinking that the issues had been resolved, hubby walked out to the parking lot where the new owner's father accosted him screaming and waving his arms. He and my hubby had worked together for years trouble-free, so this came as a shock. Where had the expletive-laced tirade come from? This angry man demanded my hubby take his business elsewhere and my partner did just that. He did not want the inexplicable drama. Two days later, this man phoned to apologize. He begged my trucker to return. Had he thought about the loss of guaranteed revenue? Too late, my hubby has refused to return. He drove an hour away to seek servicing for his semi. We reside in a tiny rural village and we support local businesses. We were once a local business and we appreciated any and all patronage. Were two people offended? Did they both over react? Perhaps.
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