This head cold or whatever it was kicked my butt. I wondered if I got false negatives on the Covid tests, but I guess it doesn�t matter now. I�m recovered, except for some lingering sinus issues. That�s probably related...
This head cold or whatever it was kicked my butt. I wondered if I got false negatives on the Covid tests, but I guess it doesn�t matter now. I�m recovered, except for some lingering sinus issues. That�s probably related to seasonal allergies, which everyone is complaining about. I�ve taken to the neti pot, and that helps clear the congestion.
Dale caught my cold, and all that congestion made his snoring worse. One night it was so bad I almost called 911. But then I thought, oh, just put the pillow over his face and be done with it. I�m pleased to report he survived the night and has a bright future. The things I do for this man!
I finally felt good enough to go back to swimming. It had been a few weeks, and I felt stiffness in my left arm. I thought, kick a little harder and take the pressure off the arm. So, now I have muscle cramps in my leg. No good deed goes unpunished. It�s better today, so I assume this, too, shall pass. I�ll probably do a short walk just to keep it moving.
That�s kind of my philosophy about all these age-related aches and pains � just keep moving. Although I love to read, I start to feel sluggish when I lie around for hours at a time. I always feel better when I get outside and do something. Of course, I�d play golf if I was on death�s doorstep. And, in fact, have. I played regularly when I was on chemo for stage 3 ovarian cancer. I didn�t want to fall behind just in case I lived.
I subscribed to PBS Masterpiece. I�ve always liked my crime dark and hard-boiled, but I must be softening with age. Like a ripe Camembert. Probably more like an old cucumber.�
My sister�s goal is to watch every single Hallmark movie aired between Thanksgiving and Christmas. I might be softening up, but that is her dream, not mine. I do like�Elf�and�Christmas in South Park, so I�m not a complete grinch.
Do you dream about work? I had a weird one last night. Six years, and I still can�t get that business out of my head. But it�s not all bad. When I was working, I put all the money I could into various savings plans, and two of them are set up to make annual distributions for five years. This was year two, so I got my little cash infusion, and I forgave them for the bad dreams.
Donna Pekar is an aging badass (for real) who lives in California and writes Retirement Confidential.
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