Today, tomorrow and what about yesterday?

Yesterday is gone and I promised myself I’d write a NEW blog this week. I have over 800 already written, of which 600 plus, are published on my site. Going back in and revising and ‘fixing’ as I search for possible ones I can use in my book, has been an eye-opener. Some I can’t believe I wrote. I write from my heart and it is usually to figure something out or maybe I  need to get it out of my system, then get on with living.

My grammar and punctuation are always hit and miss but I now have Grammarly helping me. Some things are just a ‘pia’ for me and checking for grammar and punctuation is one of those.

While writing my book I have decided that an editor can do this, while I concentrate on remembering the details of my experiences… no mean feat as I age. Mostly, I like what I write, which could be a good thing because I may be the only reader… lol. Some are deeply personal or may involve family and will have to wait for the passage of time to mellow, then I’ll post em.

Mostly though, I get such an inner satisfaction from writing and that’s what counts the most. Yesterday may be gone but that’s exactly what I am writing about. See what happened here? I figured in my head I would be writing about the future and how stuff changes in our lives that we need to address, or at least think about.  I have a significant other in my life now and I need to address this.

My life is still my own, but having another person in it changes me ever so slightly. I accommodate changes all the time, I go wherever my journey chooses to take me. I can do that as a single person and I love being single. The funny thing is, that I also love being with my significant other. He makes me laugh every day and life is so fun having him in it.

So here I am writing about yesterday, every day while writing my book, and living today and deciding what needs to get done tomorrow. Everyday living stuff is easy. The long-term decisions are not that forthcoming. Hell… do I even need to make long-term decisions, and if so says who?  Living my best life is crucial at this point because time is not finite. I may be aging in body, but my soul still soars with the eagles, while my mind explodes in every direction.

I’m acutely aware of people dying too young, Mathew Perry being the latest. I’m also looking at all my stuff and pondering to myself WTF? What is this need to have all this? Don’t even get me started on ‘bling’ my need for this is insatiable.  We can only wear so many rings and necklaces and… and… thank God I only have one ear piercing and none on other parts of my body.

I have become a little bit morbid in these thoughts and looking around myself and thinking ‘Not one thing is going into my grave with me!’ Do I need all this shit and how do I wean it out? That is the worst of it, what to ‘wean’ out? Well… that is what tomorrow is for, finally an answer to why I am writing this blog. I will get rid of it tomorrow, get rid of what, you say? Well, I’m not sure but I can decide tomorrow, right?

All my tomorrows are ahead of me and how great is that? Meanwhile today I have this blog to write and I need to think about how to celebrate my significant other bday coming up. Ahhhh another reason is making its way into my sub-conscience… the future is his. He is much younger than me and maybe I’m a little envious of this. But I’m retired and he still has to go to work every day, so there’s that, lol.

Well, I do have wisdom on my side, right? With age comes wisdom, and he just smiles at me and says nothing when I remind him… a smart man :  ) I never worried much about the future before him, but now it’s different somehow. We can’t change our destiny, nor should we want to, but I do. Ah well, I need to let this go and quit worrying.  We promised to love each other ‘as is’.

I have learned something here, I need to give up crap I can’t change and just enjoy today. If push comes to shove, I’ll just take him with me.  That’s one thing that can go into the grave with me… omg,  look what comes outta my mouth. Of course, I’m just kidding… or am I?

Copyright April 7th 2024