My final Sunday Funday Blog
My final Sunday Funday Blog
I’m sitting outside in my carport/patio/happy place, here in Yuma Az. We had our parkie Xmas party last night and I’m coming home in three more sleeps. I’m wearing a beautiful snuggly soft warm housecoat with a hoodie yet, that my man-friend bought for me. Trust me when I say I needed it! As hot as it was in August when I was here, (temps of 115 degrees) it is much colder now. I know some (my kids) won’t appreciate the fact that I’m going to whine about how cold it’s been, but I had to turn on my furnace a couple of nights ago, wawwwww.
I am snug as a bug in a rug in this glorious robe. Merry Xmas to me : ) Anyways, I fly home for Christmas this year for two weeks. This is special because I usually spend Christmas here and let me tell you I hated it. Being away from my family at Xmas is the ultimate sadness for me. It’s hard to keep the tears at bay when Bing Crosby sings White Xmas and I’m not with my family .. plus there is no white here. I may be in for a big surprise when I get back to Canada because there is no white there either! My kids own all the latest in snowmobiles and ice-fishing gear (I hope the ice is thick enough) and my daughter is inconsolable with no snow.
I took back a leather jacket I bought a month ago because it was too warm to wear and I left my winter stuff in Canada. I traded the leather for one of those puffy winter jackets and I may have to wear it … lol, not funny : ( I have been golfing every week but sad to say I have not been in the pool much. I’m thinking I’m getting old or just acclimatized to the weather here. This warm fuzzy housecoat has allowed me to sit out here in comfort … gotta love it, eh? Having a flood in my condo that required new flooring and cabinets, sent me packing down here much earlier than when I usually arrive. Having a man friend here helped as well : )
I love this place but I’m also happy to be going home for the holidays and I’m unbelievably thankful that I can do so. I don’t take anything for granted. When I want something I find a way to get it or find a way to accomplish what it is I’m working on. I know I’m getting older and yes.. my pole-dancing days are behind me, so my options are running out to earn extra cash. I happened to get a great deal on a direct flight home from Phoenix to Saskatoon for 118.00 dollars, CANDIAN yet : ) My daughter helped in getting me back here with her WestJet dollars, and it too, was way cheaper than we figured.
I shop a lot at the thrift stores here and everybody needs a 100 times magic mirror. Oh.. if you haven’t plucked those chin hairs in natural sunlight, do it NOW! Holy crap, I was stunned at the crop of fine light coloured hairs sticking out at all angles, shit! I could write a whole blog on facial hair… hmmm oh ya I did that already! www.my-thirdlife.ca/mutant hairs
It is with a heavy heart that I put my place up for sale, it’s just too much money (American money) for me to keep it up. We have to do what we need to do, to get by when we age. I think that the government should do more to help us seniors stay in our comfort zones. Our taxes are atrocious when we live on a fixed income and we should be allowed breaks on our utility bills. Internet is now not an option anymore but a necessity for us older people. How else are we gonna keep track of what our kids are doing or up to??? or our friends? A picture is worth a thousand words and the Lord knows we have thousands of pictures of grandchildren alone on our phones!
I don’t take off the thrift store labels anymore (you have to soak those suckers in hot water). I took it off my golf club driver because the pro at the golf course told me it affected the course of the ball when hit (that’s if I hit it hahaha). I left the no# 7 iron on because I keep forgetting it. Ah well, I don’t use it anyway. I am a simple golfer, a driver a no#5, and a putter is all I need. Ya, I got free golf clubs last season but took them home in my car and I flew here this time.. drat! I’m quite happy with whatever I have to do to get by, but I am gonna miss my place here.
Being happy is a choice we get to make every morning. I am so happy this morning in my snuggly robe omg… it is delicious. Sitting out here in the sunshine and doing what I love most.. writing!
ps: I will not be completely homeless here, my man-friend lets me cohabitate with him.
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December 17th 2023