I tried to turn over a new leaf and set two tasks for myself to do every day. 1 was to water the plants and 2 was to blog an update every day even if it were just a line or two. WELL, so much for that!! Saturday I was alone, nothing I had to do, no excuse– I watered the plants and then just puttered around and forgot to blog. The only excuse I can give is the same old song, what I don’t get done before noon, doesn’t get done and everything I do now takes so long I don’t get much done in a day, so I blame OLD AGE. Then Sunday I watered the plants and noticed my bananas were getting too ripe and if I didn’t turn them into banana bread I would lose them. Being a cheap yankee I set to making banana bread muffins for the kids and made 6 dozen. Finished that in time to start lunch and that was the end of getting anything done. Patty and Becca got home in the late afternoon and I had the uneasy feeling there was something else I needed todo but could not remember- OLD AGE!!so I went to bed without blogging again. About 4am I found myself awake and could not get back to sleep. Something was nagging at me and then I remembered my resolution to blog each day and decided to do it NOW. Big deal, what can I tell you?
Things are going fine here. I have my new puzzle almost done, I am well and getting older. Everything I do is a big deal now a couple examples will give you a little insight into this new problem.
I try to keep my “stuff” in my room or in the cottage so I don’t leave things all around the house for other people to have to trip over. I have always had that problem, Norman used to call me Pig Pen for the Charlie Brown cartoons because every where I went I left pieces of yarn, needles, papers or whatever I happened to be working on at the time and he would pick it up behind me. Now there is no one to pick things up so it leaves a big mess if I don’t keep everything in my room. So when I want to make a meal for Otis and me I have to bring out into the kitchen all I need and most meals it takes five to ten trips from my room to the kitchen before I have it all out there to and ready to eat – there is Otis’s dish and water dish, my glass for water that I keep in my room so I will remember to drink during the day and at night, Otis’s dry food, my Mac so I can play a game as I eat, I hate eating alone and use the game to slow dawn my eating just as we did when Norman was with me. We always played gin while we ate. then there is the phone, just incase someone calls even if they never do, sometimes a sweater. I try to remember to take more than one thing at a time but I just don’t multitask well any more and are more apt to get back into my room for something and then can’t remember what Came in there for and never can remember if I needed more than one thing. So each meal is a big deal and takes so long just to get ready.
The other example is finding things. I try very hard to put everything away when I set a thing down. I always had problems not being able to find what I needed. I have so many hobbies and so much junk. But Norman always used to be there to help me find it and now I have to find things myself and I don’t remember as well where I last used it so when I put a thing down I try very hard to put it in the same place so next time I need it I will know where to start looking. I always put my phone on my chest where I can plug it in when it is down or on my bed if I am in there working. In the kitchen I put it on the table where I eat. When I call my sister I usually use my iPad or my Mac as we face time and those two have the large screen so I can see her. Once in a while I use the phone when I am in a hurry. Well, one day I was talking to her and remembered I had to call the nursery about some sea grapes as soon as they opened at 10 so while I was talking to her I started looking for my phone. I could not find it so I retraced my steps and looked everywhere I could have left it. Shirley asked what in the world I was doing and I told her I was looking for my phone. We went on talking and I went on looking and finally I got so stressed out at not being able to find my phone I would have to say good bye and touch everything to find my phone. I went to end the call and found my phone right in my hand. I had called her on my phone that morning so of course I couldn’t find my phone until it bit me. I get so mad at myself I waste too much of each day just being an old lady.
I guess this is nothing new, when we were setting up the year book my senior year in high school I was on the committee to write the saying by each senior picture and I could do everyone except myself and the others on the committee picked mine – they picked “50 thousand excuses but not a single reason.” That is still me as you can see and old age has only made it worse because now all the excuses just get in the way of clear thinking.
Well there is a long excuse for you so I’ll leave it with – we are fine here and will blog each day without all the excuses, just a short update. Have a good day- Keep your chin up and face the sun of a new day.