Marie Miller
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An hour yard work did me in somewhat. Well, there is plenty to do inside.
I have to do the same thing Beth Sept 1st.Today is my consultation with the cataract ophthalmologist at 1:30. They said to plan on 2-3 hours for the evaluation so I will have my eyes dilated which I despise.
Trying to get back into the swing of things.
I haven't been ill, just run off the tracks a bit emotionally, in the sense of losing purpose. Still keeping myself occupied, but somehow a hole has developed that I need to fill. Not looking for advice, just venting.
I look at some things and then I pause. Does it matter? I probably won't be around to need it. Not objects, not stuff. More along the lines of books to read, topics to dig into, a hunt for new music of any quality, etc.
I'm not sure who has watched the 1948 film An Apartment For Peggy.
I rewatched it the other day, and now I feel a little bit like the beginning has rubbed off on me but the happy ending is not landing with me.
It's a tale about retired life, and how at a certain point... there might seem little point.
Anyhoo, just something I'm wrestling with a little. But at the moment I feel a little worse for bringing it up than better. Huh. Time for some distraction I think.
Oh... acting incredibly foolish.
Went to pick up meds, nearly the only driving I attempt now with cataracts.
Came out, guy walked up as I began to back out. He was stuck. His Jeep got him there but he'd left the key fob at home and now he couldn't start it. Pleaded for a ride. Older Mexican guy, a bit younger than me, no accent.
Well, I told him I'm limiting driving to well-known courses because of my cataracts. He said his wife is dealing with them now. I took a gamble, and to his incredulity I said he should just take my car, get his fob, and come back. He hesitated then thanked me and got in.
Yes he came back, we exchanged names and handshakes and mentioned how few would ever do this. Of course we'd both told where we lived thus we knew each other to be locals by our descriptions.
Offered to buy me breakfast, I declined. He insisted on giving me $20 "Used your gas, etc." Rather than insult the man, I took it.
It could have ended worse: when he got in my car I caught him quickly - because I hadn't given him my key fob. That would suck, two stranded cars and people!
So yeah, laugh at my stupidity. Go on. I feel it myself. But I'd like to feel this was one American helping another out.
That makes me smile. This is why we were put on this planet.Oh... acting incredibly foolish.
Went to pick up meds, nearly the only driving I attempt now with cataracts.
Came out, guy walked up as I began to back out. He was stuck. His Jeep got him there but he'd left the key fob at home and now he couldn't start it. Pleaded for a ride. Older Mexican guy, a bit younger than me, no accent.
Well, I told him I'm limiting driving to well-known courses because of my cataracts. He said his wife is dealing with them now. I took a gamble, and to his incredulity I said he should just take my car, get his fob, and come back. He hesitated then thanked me and got in.
Yes he came back, we exchanged names and handshakes and mentioned how few would ever do this. Of course we'd both told where we lived thus we knew each other to be locals by our descriptions.
Offered to buy me breakfast, I declined. He insisted on giving me $20 "Used your gas, etc." Rather than insult the man, I took it.
It could have ended worse: when he got in my car I caught him quickly - because I hadn't given him my key fob. That would suck, two stranded cars and people!
So yeah, laugh at my stupidity. Go on. I feel it myself. But I'd like to feel this was one American helping another out.
E Pluribus UnumYeah, he said his wife could hardly believe that anyone might do that. But lately I'm thinking that we need to take small steps to stick together or risk being torn apart.
That took guts.Oh... acting incredibly foolish.
Went to pick up meds, nearly the only driving I attempt now with cataracts.
Came out, guy walked up as I began to back out. He was stuck. His Jeep got him there but he'd left the key fob at home and now he couldn't start it. Pleaded for a ride. Older Mexican guy, a bit younger than me, no accent.
Well, I told him I'm limiting driving to well-known courses because of my cataracts. He said his wife is dealing with them now. I took a gamble, and to his incredulity I said he should just take my car, get his fob, and come back. He hesitated then thanked me and got in.
Yes he came back, we exchanged names and handshakes and mentioned how few would ever do this. Of course we'd both told where we lived thus we knew each other to be locals by our descriptions.
Offered to buy me breakfast, I declined. He insisted on giving me $20 "Used your gas, etc." Rather than insult the man, I took it.
It could have ended worse: when he got in my car I caught him quickly - because I hadn't given him my key fob. That would suck, two stranded cars and people!
So yeah, laugh at my stupidity. Go on. I feel it myself. But I'd like to feel this was one American helping another out.
Well, I took a leap of faith. I've been in situations myself ending up out of gas and walking 2 miles to get a can and carry it back. Busy street, nobody stopped. No cell phone then either, so no way to call anybody. The only other time I ran out I was able to ask at a house, and instead of lending me an empty can they let me slosh in enough to get going from their lawn mower can.That took guts.