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Aug. 17th, 2024 07:54 pmYesterday I was out driving on some errands, and rush hour was approaching, and I pulled in behind a traffic backup from a lane closure. For a moment I was reflexively prepared to get annoyed but then I said to myself, "I'm in no rush;" and then I had a revelation, something I already knew about my retirement but hadn't articulated yet.
I'm never in a rush any more.
I don't have anywhere to go. I don't have anything to do. Except what I decide to do. Any rush I might be in, I volunteered for and so have no reason to gripe. Being retired rules.
It gets better.
I'm never in a rush any more.
I don't have anywhere to go. I don't have anything to do. Except what I decide to do. Any rush I might be in, I volunteered for and so have no reason to gripe. Being retired rules.
It gets better.
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Nov. 28th, 2023 09:26 pmThere's definitely something daunting about having it be a new day and making an incomplete entry in the spreadsheet for coding the webpages and selecting the out-panel protest signs and protesters, and then looking at yet another blank panel with no idea what's going to go in it.
But there's also something wonderful in it. I can do anything I want forever.
But there's also something wonderful in it. I can do anything I want forever.
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Jul. 14th, 2023 03:18 amDid I announce it here ten months ago when I decided my sleep schedule was now 02:00-10:00? Well my circadian rhythm creep has continued and most nights of the last week I've been up till or past 03:00. I spose I might as well make it official (for a value of "official" equal to "to the degree that what a retired person does about this is of interest to anyone including to the retired person") at this point but I dowanna hafta edit all my daily reminder formulas in my spreadsheet again
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May. 20th, 2023 11:46 pmWell I just had my first Old Person Fall. No injuries, just a banged knee.
I was getting out of my chair with the aid of my cane, as you do. My left knee has been popping lately when I do that, and I'm trying to develop a technique for not putting weight on it till I'm up, and this time it just pitched me forward prone on the floor.
My cane was right there so I had no more trouble getting up again than I do on the rare occasions when I get down on the floor purposely. Nevertheless a landmark.
I was getting out of my chair with the aid of my cane, as you do. My left knee has been popping lately when I do that, and I'm trying to develop a technique for not putting weight on it till I'm up, and this time it just pitched me forward prone on the floor.
My cane was right there so I had no more trouble getting up again than I do on the rare occasions when I get down on the floor purposely. Nevertheless a landmark.
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Dec. 7th, 2020 04:39 pmI've had the first person I know taken by the pandemic. Someone I knew at church, to speak with but not well; in normal times if he'd stopped showing up at services I'd've noticed. About my age plus or minus, fellow usher, one of the group I zoom with on Sunday afternoons, a tireless volunteer at church and at the missions downtown, also named Paul. Got tested about two weeks ago because he learned he'd been exposed, tested positive and self-isolated. As of a week ago he was non-symptomatic but in the hospital because his oxygen percentage was only in the eighties. This afternoon in my email inbox was the announcement from another church friend that he's gone. Dunno how I feel about this yet.
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Oct. 24th, 2018 08:48 pmi now have it on the emergency contact information card in my wallet to keep my tablet and my bag with me
if i had to make a surprise visit to the ER while i was out and got admitted to the hospital i'd want my contact device for the world with me
but as a consequence i've gotten afraid to go out without them
last night i packed up the mouse and the charger so i could bring it all with me going out just for a gallon of milk at eleven at night
it's less because i fear all the time i'll collapse than, if i did, i envision the EMTs all going, "where's his bag where’s his tablet"
but while i was out i started composing this post in my head and owait here's my composing device right here so i can write it down right away
i even posted it to tumblr while i was out cuz near the grocery store is one of my isp's brickandmortars with one of their city network hotspots
so go off i guess
if i had to make a surprise visit to the ER while i was out and got admitted to the hospital i'd want my contact device for the world with me
but as a consequence i've gotten afraid to go out without them
last night i packed up the mouse and the charger so i could bring it all with me going out just for a gallon of milk at eleven at night
it's less because i fear all the time i'll collapse than, if i did, i envision the EMTs all going, "where's his bag where’s his tablet"
but while i was out i started composing this post in my head and owait here's my composing device right here so i can write it down right away
i even posted it to tumblr while i was out cuz near the grocery store is one of my isp's brickandmortars with one of their city network hotspots
so go off i guess
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Dec. 15th, 2017 06:00 pmReflecting on turning fifty eight today I realize I'm very, very lucky.
I'm white, male, cis, het, baby boomer - I tip the privileged end of almost every scale, and I'm learning to use that for those who don't have it. It's a process.
The dead spouse thing sucks and will never stop sucking but we both always new that I could survive her loss better. I have two grown stepkids whom we appear to have taught to live their lives their way.
Mostly, I have a job that taps just enough creative energy to keep from being prohibitively tedious while failing to keep me from drawing the cartoons I always wanted to draw, and (at least for the immediate future, still) distributing my cartoons all over the world and spending the balance of my off hours hobnobbing with other fans of the things I draw my cartoons about.
I'm white, male, cis, het, baby boomer - I tip the privileged end of almost every scale, and I'm learning to use that for those who don't have it. It's a process.
The dead spouse thing sucks and will never stop sucking but we both always new that I could survive her loss better. I have two grown stepkids whom we appear to have taught to live their lives their way.
Mostly, I have a job that taps just enough creative energy to keep from being prohibitively tedious while failing to keep me from drawing the cartoons I always wanted to draw, and (at least for the immediate future, still) distributing my cartoons all over the world and spending the balance of my off hours hobnobbing with other fans of the things I draw my cartoons about.
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Aug. 9th, 2017 08:47 pmOften I wish I could magically, telekinetically commit to video full new episodes of my favorite shows from vague plot ideas or from short stretches of dialog, with my subconscious filling in the details from the balance of the script to the last pixel.
Of course then I only have to remind myself that that, if on a small scale, is what I already do.
Of course then I only have to remind myself that that, if on a small scale, is what I already do.
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Apr. 19th, 2017 08:40 pmA high school and Facebook friend of mine died in a car accident Monday. Witness accounts as reported in the newspaper suggest, at least to me, that she was at fault in the accident. Drive safely, gang, it matters.
Crossposted from Dreamwidth, where I am also scarfman, and will continue to be scarfman when I am no longer scarfman here.
Crossposted from Dreamwidth, where I am also scarfman, and will continue to be scarfman when I am no longer scarfman here.