up-date on life… as opposed to a down-date on death?
So much is happening around me, it’s hard to keep up. Some think that old people sit around and wait to die. Well, maybe some do, but not all of us. Okay, some days are iffy… jeeze if it’s really windy or raining or God forbid, minus whatever! When we’re retired, we don’t have to face all these weather dilemmas; we can just stay indoors. The news keeps me plenty occupied, and that just may be my downfall.
Being a political person is not as easy as it looks. I agonize over everything and try to make sense of it all and I gotta tell you, this is heavy shit! Most of the young people out there are not paying close enough attention, and that’s why we old people need to take up the slack. Now Israel is attacking Iran, and what the heck is next in store for our world?
My granddaughter just announced she’s pregnant for the first time, and she is having twins. I’m beside myself with excitement about having two more beautiful grandkids. This is so amazing and happy, and wonderful. If you don’t have grandkids, you can’t fully appreciate what this means. We get to spoil them and love them and send them home when we get tired, or they start crying, whichever comes first … lol.
The world needs to smarten up, and countries need to quit killing each other!!!! My grandkids and my kids deserve a better world than what’s going on right now. My poor dad is probably turning in his grave, well, he was cremated, so that’s not possible. Thank goodness he’s not here because we’ve done a shitty job of trying to make the world a better place.
Dad, I’ve been thinking of you a lot with Father’s Day coming up. You went to war and experienced hell; it changed you forever. War changes everybody, how can it not? So here we are, and now we may have to fight again. This is not good, Dad, and I’m so sorry. Where are we going wrong, and how do we fix this?
Sometimes this is all too much for me, and it’s overwhelming. Inertia sets in; maybe that’s why some old people sit around waiting to die. We don’t want to, but when we feel helpless, it’s hard. It’s also exhausting; we need to find alternatives to worrying about all this stuff. On that note, I think I may have come up with a solution. We need to stop having sex, period! No more babies, eventually we’ll all die off, and then we’ll have no more wars!
Those of us who appreciate the sexual part will die an unhappy death, but it will be a natural one, not brought about by a war. Unless, of course, if those of us who can’t ‘partake’ think what’s the sense of living? Then we may opt out voluntarily, if you know what I mean? Okay, so maybe it’s not such a good solution. I’ll need to reconsider this.
I’ve been thinking about it all week, and have tried this before, but only half-heartedly. Maybe the time has come for me to wean myself off the news and become one of those people who know nothing about what’s happening in the world. Is it possible, I wonder? How can I insulate myself from all this? How do the young ones do it? I know they do because of my kids.
Let’s just enjoy our kids and grandkids, make love more often, and quit fighting, period. Turn off the news or put it on mute through the bad parts. Let’s eat more cake, get out and enjoy the day, and participate in life. Don’t roll your top down when you’re lying out sunning on your patio, though; someone will call the building manager. Just saying.
I want to quit worrying about all this shit and enjoy what time I have left. I can’t fix the world, omg… There it is, “I Can’t Fix The World!” I can’t fix the world… nope, there it is on paper right in front of me. BUT I can fix myself, right? Weaning myself off the news will be step one. NOT posting stuff on Facebook will be step two.
Hmmmm…. getting that all over tan will be a bit trickier, and making love more often will require a new partner (but I have a few possibilities … okay, so there’s just one). I guess I’m not ready to kick the bucket yet. Having two new grandkids on the horizon to spoil is exciting, and I need to stick around for that.
It’s going to take all my willpower to turn off the news (maybe I’ll start by muting it). I think it’s for the best, except not today because it’s No Kings Day and I want to see how that played out down South of us. This isn’t going to be easy, but I think it can be done.
Now.. my new lunch date next week, hmmm what should I wear…
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June 14th (No Kings Day, sorry/not sorry) 2025