So when you are on a new job and your weekend is mid-week, you figure your days out, right?
I had a hair appointment which I made before I got the job.Now, my free time has changed and I needed to make a new, different appointment. My weekends were Wednesday and Thursday, so I figured I’d make a Thursday appointment.No problem,they fit me in, I am good to go, right?
My weekend is Tuesday and Wednesday this week, wouldn’t you know? It goes without saying I have to make a new appointment.
I know how fortunate I am to have this job. I do realize that.What is difficult is that when you could plan your life for 30 years, you have to make yourself remember that was then and this is now.
It’s hard for this old dog to learn new tricks….lol
At the milestone of almost 11 years being married, my husband and I have reached an agreement to disagree on one thing…TEMPERATURE.
It’s 90% humidity out and I am sweating like there is no tomorrow. My better half announces, once we are both in the car,that he feels a chill. As we come back into Undisclosed, he says jokingly, he is going to need a warm spot to sleep in.
I am ok with weather, as long as it is relatively low in humidity and maybe 85 degrees or below. I laugh as I type this, because when we were in our old house,we kept it cool and at night, we heated the bedroom and were BOTH comfortable.
I guess it’s just the price of getting older,huh?
The calling card of summer in the Mid-Atlantic states is that calling card of the three H’s- hazy, hot and humid.
So far,5 days in, it hasn’t ceased to fail my expectations.
The thought of walking to public transportation in the heat, coming home in the heat, hah..what’s cooking unless it’s cool?Back in the old days I’d go to the local recreation center to swim, but that’s a leisure I don’t have time for any more.
Today the girls are on their second dose of their medicine, which, hopefully, will have them feel better.
They are at home sleeping in front of the air-conditioner.If they are indeed my fur girls, we all will have gentle summer breezes on our mind, not those thunderstorms that my Zusher hates.
I’m patiently waiting on October!
On the bright side, I went past my neighbors roses this morning. It made me smile.
It’s a good thing!
I know I am over 50.
I feel it every day.
I know I have survived a ton of illness.
Looking out the window?
Knowing the weather forecast from checking my phone?
Nope-just feel the weather in my bones.