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January 9, 2022 at 1:15pm
January 9, 2022 at 1:15pm
I remember when I was still working full time, after my Mom passed away. It was my Dad and me left. We lived in a three bedroom ranch with my pets and we enjoyed three square meals a day. Frequently, we'd have a rib eye steak that my Dad cooked to perfection. It was so delicious. My Dad had a Steinway piano and an electric piano. The electric piano had all the bells and whistles that it could be packed with. Many times during the afternoon when I'd be coming home, I'd hear the electric piano being played and I felt happy for my Dad because he was all by himself. But then I left my job to pursue my own business as a writer. We slowly made do with less. Then we were both on a fixed income. We hardly have anything like steaks. We have taco, once in a while, Asian noodles, wonton soup. prepared food from the Asian store. Then there were the frozen meals which I eat and share the meats with my pups. We hardly go anywhere. Our friends in the big city hardly call anymore. Even our friends here in town aren't calling. We do have our relatives but they live in the East coast and the last time we saw anyone there was when my Mom passed away and they came to the funeral.

I pray more these days. My Dad prays too. We don't know how we're going to manage if one of us goes first. I can't afford the mortgage and if I go first, my Dad will be unable to meet all his expenses for the house and the car and insurance. So I pray to Jesus to take my Dad and me at the same time to Heaven so we won't have this sitiuation of being left homeless and depending on welfare.
January 8, 2022 at 11:55am
January 8, 2022 at 11:55am
It's been a slow rise in temperatures here where I live. Yesterday we had zero degrees for the early morning and it was brutal.Today it's 25 degrees F and that's more to my liking. We were fortunate that the mercury has climbed this much. The pups weren't too eager to wake up this morning. They stayed in bed until I got up. I had several dreams but they were depressing. People from my last full time job. They were mean to me in my dreams. I've been gone for 4 years and these people still haunt me in my dreams. Maybe I should say my prayers more before going to sleep.
January 7, 2022 at 12:30pm
January 7, 2022 at 12:30pm
I had a good experience with Barkbox today. They reactivated my account. I chatted with one of their representatives and she was helpful. Soon my puppy's Barkbox will be here.
January 5, 2022 at 2:06pm
January 5, 2022 at 2:06pm
I discovered a big typo on one of my books. I first wrote the book under a pseudonym but then I changed my mind. The cover page was corrected by the back cover wasn't. And the title of book as the pseudonym instead of my real name. It's an embarassing fact but that's what happens when you publish books yourself. You get into trouble and you don't look too good. Sloppy, sloppy, sloppy. That's what I was. I corrected everything and so now it's fixed.
January 3, 2022 at 2:52pm
January 3, 2022 at 2:52pm
I just published a story on WdC titled Seurat Meeting. It's a draft. It shows you how uninspired I am in writing a decent story that's a mix of a romance and spy story, I don't know what I'm writing about here. I just decided to write something that is not that serious and has a flimsy plot. I began this story way back when I was a student in Creative Writing. The first few paragraphs are taken from an assignment I wrote that was a flash fiction story. I don't think it's worth much but I thought I'd put it up here if anyone wants to read it and comment.
January 3, 2022 at 11:56am
January 3, 2022 at 11:56am
I just blogged on Wordpress their Bloganuary Theme. After I published it I was filled with fear. The gremlins don't approve.
January 2, 2022 at 1:01pm
January 2, 2022 at 1:01pm
I'm suffering from lack of peace. Peace of heart, mind and soul. I've figured it out. These anxiety feelings I'm feeling are a manifestation of this lack of peace. I'm at a loss to figure out how to get peace back. I've asked people to pray for me. i ask you to pray for me.
December 29, 2021 at 12:15pm
December 29, 2021 at 12:15pm
My Dad's hearing aids arrived yesterday and we had to decipher the product insert to get it to charge and work. At first it was difficult to turn the knob to adjust the volume, but this morning when Dad was ready to wear them, I changed the bulb that went with the aid to a smaller size so it can fit into his ear snugly, and the volume knob worked for both of the aids. I think he's satisfied with the sound that he's getting, so I'm glad it's good for him. He's suffered for years without a good hearing aid. This one cost a little more than he's used to but I had extra money so I could get it for him. It didn't break the bank, either. Now he can be in society and speak to anyone comfortably.
December 29, 2021 at 11:18am
December 29, 2021 at 11:18am
I once knew a man who was tall, dark and handsome. He and I were acquaintances. But he and I never spoke much to each other except for niceties. He was too good looking for me. I felt tongue tied when I was in his presence. His time where we were was short. Soon he left. But before he left, he told me, "I'll be seeing you."
December 26, 2021 at 4:57pm
December 26, 2021 at 4:57pm
I'm my Dad's caregiver. He's 93 this Tuesday. He's got a drivers licence that's expiring and they needed him to have a vision test which he took. He sent the document from the optometrist to the BMV in the big city. They haven't any results yet on whether they've approved it or not. In the meantime, he's not going to be able to drive on his own for a while during the time they make a decision. It should come soon. He's also needing to get back on track with his medications. He's not been on his meds (except for his BP med) for sometime. He's diabetic. He'll probably have a visit with his nurse practitioner in a few days. Meanwhile he needs his meds have a new Rx. That's where the NP comes in. I hope she does this soon. She hasn't seen him in a year. It might be she'll ask him to have a virtual appointment or come in for a real appointment. If he doesn't have his driver's licence yet, I'll have to take him to his doctor's office. All of this has been keeping me awake nights. I've somehow taken over the worry over him and his licence and his medical issues. I worry like Hell. I don't know when to pull back and let it go. As far as he's concerned, it's in the back burner and he'll get his meds one way or another and see his NP or MD sometime. I worry about taking him to the doctor because I haven't driven in a while. I had a scare one morning when I was driving and I fell asleep at the wheel. I busted a tire in the process of righting the car back on the road. But that was a while a while ago. I remember that I took an anxiety pill that morning and it could have affected me. So if I have to drive, I'll not take that pill. He's going to be with me in the car anyway so I'm going to have company. And my pups will be with me so they'll keep me company in the car while my Dad goes for his appointment.

I have to learn to be detached about things. I'm just scared for my Dad. But he's doing ok. He goes and buys the grocery and runs errands with me. But he's aging and yet he's able to fix dinner every day or every other day. He likes to fix the dinners he wants to eat. He doesn't like what I cook.

This coming week will be a challenge. First, he needs his drivers licence. Then he needs his meds. Then he may need to talk to his NP. And then see his MD.

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