How can I ever be sad with this little guy at my constant side? :) |
I don't know about all of you who might be reading this, but, for me, my days lately are what I would classify as unpredictable. Just when I think I have a consistent way of new normal going on here, then out of nowhere, restlessness and being anxious raises their ugly heads and throw me for a loop. That was what happened two days ago. I think one thing that ignited it was when I called a local clinic hoping to get an antibiotic for a little problem and was told they didn't take patients "my age".
Ouch! Is that even legal? Anyway, that just pretty much got to me. You see, I have this problem. Though I am 72 on the outside, I am about 52 on the inside! Problem is, on a piece of paper people see that birth date and start eliminating my value immediately. Not fair. I guess it is a good problem to have because most of the time I think, act, and feel like that 52 year old. But, that reply from the receptionist did me in. Does she know how she emphasized the words, "your age"! Geez.
Last night a good friend reminded me to do something that I often do but afforded a different twist. I am a list maker. I love to make a list and then check off my accomplishments. But, I usually make these lists during the day. She suggested that I make the list before I go to bed, place it on the table to rest, then sleep with a somewhat cleared head of a "to do" list. I tried this last night and slept very well. When I awoke this morning, I went straight to my list. I had ten items, have checked off 5 so far, and didn't even include writing this blog! It is past noon and I am feeling 52. So, there you go!
These are my thoughts for today.
R.