I Need to Find Myself!

Have you ever wondered what to say to those individuals you come across every now and then who ask your opinion on how they can “Find themselves!”

I mean, come on, who are we to ask that question of. Most of us when we retire lose our identity within 24 hours of being retired. Besides that, being of the age I am at the present time – not only has my identity been lost for 22 plus years now, most recently I lost my house key ….. (not really, I just forgot to put it in my pants pocket before leaving the house). Fact is that the car key was on the same ring as the house key so I couldn’t even get in the car to go anyplace….but I digress! 

I cannot even remember who I might have identified myself with back when we first got married. Ozzie and Harriet – not really! Were I a bit bigger both in height and width, perhaps I could associate myself with Ralph Kramden of The Honeymooners but then I truthfully cannot see myself saying to Dolly (my wife – given name Gladys) – “You’re going to the moon!” Dolly! Although truth be told, I think Dolly would have no problem repeating the lines Alice used to say to Ralph when she said: “Ahhh, shaddap!”  And for those of you reading this that know us, can you really imagine me saying to Dolly: “One of these days, POW!!! Right in the kisser!” “BANG, ZOOM!” Nope, after 55 plus years of marriage and three children later, my standards would be more like picturing myself as Dagwood of Blondie and Dagwood!

56 years together come May 18

Thinking back to my working years, I cannot truly remember ever attending an event associated with my work where someone would come up to us and say to Dolly: “Oh, you’re Irwin’s wife.” But, I can remember an occasion where I attended one of her school events (she worked for the school board and a truly emancipated woman) where when I entered the room, her boss looked at me, shook my hand saying: “Oh, you’re Mr. Gladys” For that evening I was ‘Mr. Gladys’. For the longest time after that, every now and then when I was sort of discombobulated, I found myself whispering silently: “I need to find myself!”

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From My Perspective

What to do in Retirement!

Seeing that my life these days is much busier than, I expected it to be, let me just say that when I first started blogging, much of what I wrote was geared towards either those individuals that were soon going to retire or   that, like me had already retired. Let’s face it – retirement is merely just another phase of our lives. And while I may have intended to write about retirement issues, fact is that when it was all said and done, I found myself starting this blog site (second site I blog on) basically for my own enjoyment. Well, mine and those of you that get a chuckle out of the gibberish I come up and that flows onto these pages.

Sound selfish – not really. How many of you out there reading this blog, and be honest, have what we all would consider to be “good days and bad days?” If we are being honest, most of us will admit that we do experience both good days and bad days. The secret to master though is to have more good days than we do bad days. I have never quite determined what my “niche” is. I just sit down at the computer and well, what may be rolling around in my brain (yes, I do have one – leastways, I hope I do) eventually gets transferred to the page I happen to be creating. 

Should I come across any idea or subject that I feel will assist other retirees or those soon – to – be retirees, I try to share same via a blog post. However, there are those days when I really do not have an inkling let alone an idea of what I may want to write other than knowing that I do want to sit and write and want to share what it is I am writing about with others. So, what do I do – I just let my fingers flow across the keyboard and hope that what goes onto the page is something worthy of reading that will not only bring a smile to my face – especially on days where I am down but will bring a smile to your face as well! They say that misery loves company – well – I would add that reading comical stuff causes others to think comically too and that given the choice, most of us would rather be in a comical mood versus a down and out mood.

I try my best to smile as well as laugh as often as possible plus I am very fond of trivia, quotes and thoughts to ponder. So, this post has no specific niche other than hopefully after reading it, if you were in a bad frame of mind that you will be in a good frame of mind. And if you were already in a good frame of mind, that what follows will only add to your happiness.

Trivia/Puzzle

Name the law that says: “Work expands so as to fill the time available for its completion.”  NOTE: Answer at the end of the post.

Thought to ponder

Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.

Joke of the day – this one is a one-liner

Evening news is where they begin with ‘Good evening’, and then proceed to tell you why it isn’t.

Quote for today

“All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn’t hurt.”
Charles M. Schulz

Interesting math statement

40 when written “forty” is the only number with letters in alphabetical order, while “one” is the only one with letters in reverse order.

Senior moment

You are delighted to discover that your new acquaintance is taking all the same prescriptions that you are.

This day in History

In 1876, Alexander Graham Bell – is granted a patent for the telephone.

In 1933

The film King Kong premieres in New York City.

Answer to Trivia/Puzzle: A proverb coined by the twentieth-century British scholar, C. Northcote Parkinson, known as Parkinson’s Law. It points out that people usually take all the time allotted.

 Until next time!

The Sip!

Have you ever spent an evening with a relative that you haven’t seen for a long time because you happened to be in the neighborhood and were just too tired to drive fifty more miles to get to your own apartment?  Besides, you thought to yourself, “This will be great, it’s been quite a few years since you last seen her and the two of you could catch up on what has been happening in each of your lives. You could drive home in the morning fully rested.

Okie dokie! The evening went well, Aunt Loretta was glad to see you and the two of you caught up with the latest happenings before heading to bed. When you wake in the morning, you notice that Aunt Loretta is still sleeping (being a widow and getting on in years – she is not an early riser). You do your best not to make any noise as you make your way to the kitchen.

Daily habits can be a curse and being in someone else’s house does not make it any easier to follow one’s routine. Now I must admit, while I am not on a diet, I do try my best to be careful about what I eat. Having said that, I would like to continue this story by saying that after locating the loaf of bread kept in her cute “Bread Wrapper” shaped bread box, I ate some dry toast with a cup of black, decaffeinated coffee. Notice I said, I would like to say that ……. but such wasn’t the case.

What happened next made it that I definitely had to find something to eat but I am getting ahead of myself. At home, one of the first things I have upon awakening is a small glass of orange juice and so before I even think about toast and coffee, I must have my orange juice. Now some people do not like to keep their store-bought orange juice in the cardboard box it comes in from the store and so they pour same in a Tupperware pitcher, glass pitcher, or what have you as soon as they get home. Me, I leave it in the box, plastic bottle, or whatever it comes in direct from the store. I am rambling. Back to my story.

Having found a Tupperware pitcher in the refrigerator, I noticed that the amount of liquid showing through the plastic was rather low, which to me was a sign that there was not much in the container. What to do – what to do? Oh well, perhaps, if I just take a sip or two direct from the pitcher, that will accomplish two things (I know – not too sanitary, but go with me for the moment as it adds to the story):  (1) I will get my orange juice fix and (2) Aunt Loretta will be none the wiser, plus I will be sure to only take a sip or two so that she has some when she wakes up. Mission accomplished. Yeah, right – read on!

What is it with senior citizens when they get older? Do they lose their marbles or just become senile? What happened next just about sent me heading for the sink or bathroom. I opened the pitcher and took a small sip, notice I said small sip and thank goodness for that. Never, never in my wildest dreams, did I expect what was to flow over my lips and into my mouth! Cold chicken broth!!!!!  Yuk!

It seems that Aunt Loretta had some chicken soup recently and rather than toss the broth that was left (she apparently had eaten all the chicken and noodles), she decided to save it and warm it up later because as Grandma used to say: “Chicken soup is good for the soul!” Not only is chicken soup good for the soul, but it is good for almost everything, especially when you’ve a nasty winter cold, but it definitely is not good for that person looking to get his orange juice fix first thing in the morning when in surroundings not of his or her own making.  As I said above, YUK!

Until next time!

When the Time Comes!

The Great Beyond!

Here I sit wondering what wonderful words of wisdom I might share with you folks as I try desperately to get back into a schedule of writing a post a week for this site, (as you can see – that isn’t working!). A short time ago I learned of the fact that a blogger I follow has been told that the disease she has been diagnosed with is terminal.

While most of us, on occasion think about dying and deep down inside know that death is life’s only known certainty, being informed that your time is running out causes one to stop and think about and hopefully come to terms with our own mortality.  It isn’t hard to recognize the fact that being given such news is a truly personal and transformative experience. I mean, let’s face it, we all know that we are going to pass on into the big unknown sooner or later but to know that it is going to happen to you and probably sooner than later, that has got to be the ultimate eye-opener about how short our lives here on Earth truly are.

It is one thing to look upon death as “the great equalizer” but how do you handle knowing that your time is soon near?  The older I become, while not often, the thought of death and dying does slip out of my subconscious mind into my everyday thoughts. Not to the point of dwelling on the subject, mind you. But usually when I happen to be in our community clubhouse and I see the Memorial plaque on the wall which lists those individuals who have since passed on. As a matter of fact, just within our small community of 297 homes, last count there were thirteen of my friends who have passed on in 2018. Add to that fact that several of my close relatives have passed both in 2017 and 2018. As we get older and recognize that friends and relatives are passing on – it does make one realize that many of us in our seventies and eighties are truly in the twilight years of our lives.

They say there are five stages of death: denial and isolation, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. The question that haunts me whenever I allow myself to drift off and recognize the fact that we all will inevitably face this fact is: “Will I confront death with both eyes open and grapple with the conundrum of death or will I allow the torment of illness to change my relationship to the world around me. When you get right down to it, I am sure we could all come up with various questions that would pop into our head were we to be given such news. Questions such as: “Now that I know I am facing death, what is there left that makes my life worth living?)” Being told that your future will not be geared to goals you may have set for yourself over the years or plans you have for the future, what do you do?

Receiving such news makes one face his or her own mortality which when you stop and think about it changes nothing in one sense and everything in another sense. It is sort of like wanting to say to yourself: “Okay, I give up, I can’t go on. But then on the other hand, not knowing when the exact moment is going to be, you also ask yourself – what has changed?  You may as well say to yourself: “I can go on.”

Hopefully when my time comes (actually I would like to take the coward’s way out and die peacefully in my sleep but seeing how my sleep habits are anything but peaceful – I am not holding my breath on that being my way to leave this world), I will merely seize every moment granted to me because when one gets right down to it, “time is all we have…. and when we receive that news, the only thing that has changed is that we found out that we don’t have as much time as we thought we had.” 

It gets back to something many of us have been saying for years and that is enjoy life and “live every day as though it may be your last.” If we do that, chances are we may well avoid those five stages of death.

Until next time!

Idioms and Our Days!

Did you ever wake up one morning and wonder how you were going to get everything you had on your plate done within the eight hours allotted to getting it done? This brings me to an “idiom” that is usually associated with the mood we place ourselves in when facing such a situation. Think about it – we have a ton of things to do and only a few hours (well, eight hours is a bit more than a few but what can I say, I haven’t had my morning coffee yet) to do it in.

If you are like me, the first thing that pops into my head is that if I am going to make any headway in the list of things I want to do I am going to have to move “like a bat out of hell!”

What does that even mean? Well, if you look it up – the expression “like a bat out of hell” is very commonly used in English. Bats have been associated with witches since the Jacobean times (reign of James VI of Scotland). Bats fly very quickly as if they are panicking, so this is how the phrase is associated with its origin.  Source: theidioms.com

But instead, I sit down at my desk and prepare a “list of things I want to accomplish” knowing full well that I will probably not get all of them done. But, by having the list in front of me, I can pick and choose those that I feel are most important and attack them first. In that manner, when the end of the day comes and I sit down to review the list once again, hopefully, those that were of most importance will be check-marked ‘done’ and I will feel as though my day was not a total waste of time. Beats moving “like a bat out of hell!”

By taking the approach I mentioned above, one avoids yet another idiom that many people fall victim to in their everyday lives – that of “making a mountain out of a molehill.” Which, by the way, I must admit, I used to do all the time.

Again, referring to the same source, the oldest record of this particular idiom “making a mountain out of a molehill” is to be found in Nicholas Udall’s translation, 1548. It was mentioned as:

“….The Sophists of Greece could through their copiousness make an Elephant of a fly and a mountain of a molehill”

He is comparing a fly with an elephant which is a clear reflection of exaggeration. It is impossible to compare an elephant with a fly because of the difference in their size. Since then, this idiom was used rapidly in order to highlight the dramatization.   Source: theidioms.com

My point to this entire post is that if we slow down and think things through and not fly off the handle “like a bat out of hell,” the tasks before us on any given day are not those of the “making a mountain out of a molehill,” but instead are as simple as that!

Source: theidioms.com

Until next time!