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.
Witchy Woman 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.
What kind of goals would you like to work toward over the next five years.
I'm not much of a long term planner and five years seems like a lifetime away. That said, I have lived for multiple five-year periods and I'd like to believe I have at least five more. Five years is not a great deal of time in the scheme of things, but when caught up in living I'm not aware of it adding up. Sigh, I suppose all the minutes, hours and days amount to something. Time does march on with or without me. So, do I have goals for those next five years? Well, they're not etched in stone and I do understand the need for flexibility especially as it pertains to my health. Perhaps I could envision something. GOAL #1 : Live / survive for the next five years. I believe this is a significant goal, what some may refer to as a biggie. To that end I plan to continue to breathe as I plot to take care of myself. Although my muscles may groan and my knees whine, I will force them to exercise if need be. They can and most likely will complain, but they are going to accompany me on walks. We will not avoid stairs even though we dislike and distrust them. Gotta keep that muscle memory tuned. GOAL #2: Relent, surrender, accept the second knee replacement. The rest of me isn't growing any younger and we still have to train that new joint. We're tough enough to muster that recovery again. If the ol' body has two younger, stronger knees to stand on I'll be prepared for my senior years. Technically, the first knee replacement is a two-year old toddler and it requires a partner close to its age to share the heavy lifting. GOAL #3: Wrangle the hubby into retirement and act upon our desire to travel more. Oh, to be free of a timetable and a schedule. Could we live permanently in a house trailer, an RV? If we pursued this plan, I'd need to purge and that in itself could take five years. One simply does not dump, or dispose of a lifetime of stuff in a split second. I have mentioned the very real need for a second trailer to house my books. I'd have a mini mobile library? GOAL #4: Enjoy the journey of the next five years. Don't waste a single second. Be present. Don't sweat the small stuff.
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