I am watching the Philadelphia Eagles playing football on tv while waiting for my operating system to download.
What chokes me to type this is my Apple Mac Book Pro. Apple, my go-to system.
I already called Apple once tonight, and after trying n my own, I think I’ll have to call them for more help.
Hopefully, I’ll only need them nice more tonight.
Kasia and I are working through our Zush-less malaise.
It’s not easy, especially on a day like today.
Today was a dreary day and I rolled over and didn’t see my BFF Zush on her bed, as I used to. Kas and I got a start around 9:30 and started our day. We have managed to get some walks in. Funny thing, though, was we have been hanging together on the floor.
They say all relationships start from the ground up. Kas and I are getting our act together.
Penthouse is the limit!
Ever have one of those stretches where you just can’t shake that black cloud that’s over you?
Well, I’ve been here, not writing, but looking over my shoulder at dark clouds. I know: into each life some rain must fall.
Our neighbors are building a new house next door. I can’t fault them: we did the same thing. The difference is that we are living here full-time while their construction is going on.We see what’s being done, and the project manager assured me that if something goes wrong, they will fix it immediately. I said to him, I don’t WANT you to have to fix it: I’d like you to do it right the first time.
This is only one of the stretches that we are going through, but it’s enough to give you an idea.
Any prayers or good karma you can move our way, we’d appreciate it.
My husband and I are both baby boomers. We, separately, spent our summers at the New Jersey shore,in a place called Wildwood.
Tonight we ate dinner in Wildwood Crest, and decided to go to the boardwalk. Over our courtship and marriage, we often spoke about summers there. When we would be on the Garden State Parkway, at night, you could see all the lights of the rides on the boardwalk.
Tonight, we knew it was the season end on the boardwalk. Most of the stores were shuttered. Storefronts and restaurants we remembered were long gone.
In their place?
We saw the waffles and ice cream sign, which was a favorite of my mom’s. The new addition, fried Oreos? Not so much.
We even got caught up in bridge traffic leaving when the toll taker had to raise the bridge. Just like old times.
It’s said you can’t go home again.
It was fun to try.
Above is a shot of our old house here, which we knocked down. Some things have to change: after all, you want your house to be a certain way.The “Undisclosed Location” has a certain charm to it, which is why we chose to move here.As time goes on, we see more and more houses being put up and fixed up.
Starting probably tomorrow, our neighbor’s house is going to join the group.The only problem is when our house went up, no one lived on this side of the street full time.Now, we are here and I am a little nervous at Kasia and I putting up with construction. Ideally, we have been told the builder is not going to start until 8am, so we will see how the rest of the day goes.
Kasia and I were hanging out together today. We came across our neighbor,Dave, and his dog, Petra.
There, for a little while after Zush left us, Kasia didn’t know what to do with herself. After all. all she knew was life with Zush. For a little while, she would wag her tail and make nice to some of the neighbor dogs. Tonight, we saw Dave and Petra and the winds of change came through. Kasia sniffed at her and so did Petra, and then Kasia started growling at her.
So for those of you wondering when a second dog is coming our way, well, we can safely say that not just yet.
….and this second day of October has me counting on my fingers.
I have about two and 1/2 years left on my retiree health benefits which my union won for us while I was working. Now it is a question of what needs to be done, and if so, when should it be done. I have a cataract in each eye, and I figure if I play my cards right, they will be ready to come out soon. I think of the course of physical therapy I just completed for my encapsulated shoulder.Every time I get a prescription delivered in the mail and see what my co-pay was, well, the party will soon be over.
The only thing I feel ok about is that before I am medicare eligible, I have to get on a COBRA for my health care. God willing my wits will still be with me and I’ll be able to read what is out there and what is offered.I shudder when I think of older people who have to go through the paperwork and maybe, just maybe, their wits aren’t about them. It is so easy to see how there are so many schemes, frauds and arrests in the daily paper regarding people and their medical care.
I guess the secret is to stay well enough so you can take charge of it.