Oh my! It is apparent that the rancher and I are getting old. We don't feel as old as we act sometimes, but we crack ourselves up at some of the things we do.
A) I have been doing funny things in the middle of the night. I truly think there is a lot on my mind, and the schedule of preparation to come and go as much as we have lately has me not knowing what day it is. Last week, I woke him up and was rubbing his stomach in a circle over and over. He said, "HEY, what are you DOING?" I quickly woke completely up, knew there was no non-embarrassing way out of this situation, and I said -- "I was petting Clare." Clare is our Australian Shepherd. She sleeps in the garage, and rarely comes in the house. It was dark, so I didn't see his *eyeroll*, but he didn't respond and rolled over. The next day he thought it was hilarious, and I kinda did, too.
B) We now make lunch our main meal of the day. We are getting to the point that we can "take it or leave it" as far as dinner is concerned. It would be one thing if we wanted to eat at 4:30 PM, but I can skip it entirely and be happy. You cannot tell by looking at me. I am far from swimsuit ready, but I'll put one on anyway. If we had a Furr's Cafeteria in our town, we would probably try it.
C) Neither one of us can hear. We are guilty of saying yes, when we have no idea what was just asked. Additionally, everything is said (between the two of us) no less than twice. These are familiar phrases. -- Huh? -- I know I told you that. -- You already told me this. -- When do we have to be there? -- Have you seen my _____?
D) We trip over things. Normal things, like the floor. We run into things. Things that have been in the same place for years, like walls and doorways.
E) I cannot multi-task like I used to. Heck, I am lucky if I can complete any one project I start.
F) Here's another impressive one... When my car dips below 3/4 of a tank of gas, I am at the pumps filling it up. Didn't they do things like that during the "Great Depression"?
G) Oh, and my night talks are becoming more frequent. A couple of nights ago, I completely carried on a one-sided conversation with my sister, who lives 8 hours away. The weird thing about these episodes is that I am more than a little bit awake. I knew I was doing it, and I knew it was part of a dream.
I am dreading the point when technology stops making sense. So far, I can keep up and add minimally to my tech knowledge... But I know the day is coming when I just won't get it. Even when you keep up, sometimes you leave your nest and electronics don't work as quickly, or they don't work at all. Frustration is the part you have to bear. The bugs can't win. The servers that are down can't win. The overloaded bandwidth problems cannot win. I want to encourage you to not throw your hands up and let technology pass you by. The errors and problems are not always your own. "You is kind. You is smart. You is important." -- The Help (2011).
There is a long story about a rash on my whole head and scalp. I'll spare you the details, but I took some Benadryl for the itching, and I am typing this with one finger, and am getting drowsy -- I've got to wind it up. The rancher tells me to not be on the internets after I have taken meds like that.
By the way, I'm on my way to Guam. I've never been there. Another mystery trip and I haven't even stopped talking about the last one yet. ;)
A) I have been doing funny things in the middle of the night. I truly think there is a lot on my mind, and the schedule of preparation to come and go as much as we have lately has me not knowing what day it is. Last week, I woke him up and was rubbing his stomach in a circle over and over. He said, "HEY, what are you DOING?" I quickly woke completely up, knew there was no non-embarrassing way out of this situation, and I said -- "I was petting Clare." Clare is our Australian Shepherd. She sleeps in the garage, and rarely comes in the house. It was dark, so I didn't see his *eyeroll*, but he didn't respond and rolled over. The next day he thought it was hilarious, and I kinda did, too.
B) We now make lunch our main meal of the day. We are getting to the point that we can "take it or leave it" as far as dinner is concerned. It would be one thing if we wanted to eat at 4:30 PM, but I can skip it entirely and be happy. You cannot tell by looking at me. I am far from swimsuit ready, but I'll put one on anyway. If we had a Furr's Cafeteria in our town, we would probably try it.
C) Neither one of us can hear. We are guilty of saying yes, when we have no idea what was just asked. Additionally, everything is said (between the two of us) no less than twice. These are familiar phrases. -- Huh? -- I know I told you that. -- You already told me this. -- When do we have to be there? -- Have you seen my _____?
D) We trip over things. Normal things, like the floor. We run into things. Things that have been in the same place for years, like walls and doorways.
E) I cannot multi-task like I used to. Heck, I am lucky if I can complete any one project I start.
F) Here's another impressive one... When my car dips below 3/4 of a tank of gas, I am at the pumps filling it up. Didn't they do things like that during the "Great Depression"?
G) Oh, and my night talks are becoming more frequent. A couple of nights ago, I completely carried on a one-sided conversation with my sister, who lives 8 hours away. The weird thing about these episodes is that I am more than a little bit awake. I knew I was doing it, and I knew it was part of a dream.
I am dreading the point when technology stops making sense. So far, I can keep up and add minimally to my tech knowledge... But I know the day is coming when I just won't get it. Even when you keep up, sometimes you leave your nest and electronics don't work as quickly, or they don't work at all. Frustration is the part you have to bear. The bugs can't win. The servers that are down can't win. The overloaded bandwidth problems cannot win. I want to encourage you to not throw your hands up and let technology pass you by. The errors and problems are not always your own. "You is kind. You is smart. You is important." -- The Help (2011).
There is a long story about a rash on my whole head and scalp. I'll spare you the details, but I took some Benadryl for the itching, and I am typing this with one finger, and am getting drowsy -- I've got to wind it up. The rancher tells me to not be on the internets after I have taken meds like that.
By the way, I'm on my way to Guam. I've never been there. Another mystery trip and I haven't even stopped talking about the last one yet. ;)
