I can’t ignore it; my inbox and mailbox are already starting to fill up with companies trying to sell me insurance and Medicare supplements. And the way my body feels and looks, I can see why they are targeting me. Good grief, it’s really like the movie Alien. Some old, decrepit thing has moved inside my body carrying a little hammer. It bangs away on my joints, bones, and muscles at every opportunity.
Some of you may have started your brand new year with a rotten hangover. Others may have slept in late or been up extra early, doing a New Year’s resolution sweaty work-out. I spent my morning at Urgent Care. Bloody viruses. One came uninvited to our Christmas celebrations and knocked four of us sideways. It was the gift that kept on giving.
I can’t believe we have almost made it to the end of this cataclysmic year. And what a year, right? One which will make the history books for so many reasons….none which I choose to discuss on this blog as … Continued
How is everyone doing? Here at Debtwood, Gump, Scout the wonder dog and I are swell – Isn’t that a strange word, swell? I remember hearing it when I watched Lost in Space as a kid, and when Will Smith said it, it sounded cool and really foreign. I might start using it regularly now – because it sounds swell.
I’m getting grumpy. I suppose it’s a natural occurrence as I grapple with my sixties, unwanted hair in the wrong places, and much wanted hair falling out of all the important places. Toss in a measure of Covid, the political … Continued