This Is A First


5:28 am. I’ve said many times I’m a morning person, so seeing these clock numbers is not unheard of, but being up at this hour for today’s reason is a definite first for me.

Mister is stirring in the bedroom and is about to join me which is even more unusual.

We’re not up because we’re sick, headed to a doctor, going on a trip, picking someone up at a airport, nothing like that.

We’re taking Covid-19 serious, but this I actually found funny. Well, I don’t think I chuckled the instant I threw the warm cozy blanket off and rolled out of bed.

It’s Wednesday, March 18, a coffee sits beside me as I start this post which I will finish later.

What are we up to?  We’re headed for groceries.

A store in a nearby Town is opening at 7:00am, a hour early for seniors and vulnerable people to shop during the Covid-19 social distancing. 

We live about a half hour drive from this town, and I shouldn’t be in public without at least one cup of coffee so that’s why I’m up long before the sun today.

We appreciate the store doing this, and hopefully we find the pork chops and few other things on our list.

The store wasn’t as crowded as we were expecting which was nice.

Experts say don’t touch your face, eyes or mouth when out in public, so of course standing in line I got something in my eye. Not wanting to use my finger and thinking I’m smart I took off my glasses and used the arm tip to rub my eye. Than I was like, wait, when was the last time I cleaned that part of my glasses. Needless to say, I stopped what I was doing and tried to clear my vision by blinking alone.

I won’t bore you with details, but we came home with everything on our list. We should be set to hunker in for awhile once again.

With all coffee and crafting get-togethers here canceled for now it’s a good time to dig out some tucked away projects. Maybe after a nap though.

Have you been having trouble finding or getting out for supplies?

What are you doing to ward off boredom?

What is Retirement?


Mister and I sometimes get asked, what do you do to fill the days, do we get bored?

No, we don’t get bored often. Sure, some days are quieter than others, but than there’s days like today that seem short.

Today is flying by because, even though it was a weeknight, we were up having fun while playing cards with good friends T & E until 2:30 this morning.

It’s great having the opportunity to do this, knowing we can sleep in which I did until 9:30, and knowing it won’t interfere with projects needing doing. Unlike when working and you only have those precious 2 days, a week, off.

What doesn’t get done today can get done another day.

Hence the clock picture capturing the time it was when I finished my morning coffee, doing emails, and finally went to get dressed.

I skipped lunch because a breakfast cinnamon bun worked for both. There was barely time to vacuum and stroll the yard checking flowerbeds before my 3:00 afternoon coffee break. Smiley face.

Life can be great! Savor the downtime, tomorrow might be busier.

Just thought I’d share this short unscheduled post as I reflect on how enjoyable retirement freedom is.

Retirement is different for everybody but this is a glimpse of ours.

Here is a startling, amazing, somewhat scary, call it what you may, tidbit.

The four of us card players vary in age and without revealing the exact numbers if adding our years on this earth together they approximately total 295.

Are you retired? If not are you counting the days, months or years until it happens?

Superstitions And Reflections


Do superstitions have a part in your life?

The realistic part of me, says these are just trained habits, instilled by others who state consequences we might fear. Yet, I have dared fate and gone against a superstition, and suffered a sting of misfortune.

Perhaps my mind affected what I wanted to see, or I allowed my subconscious to influence my actions which followed.

Was it coincidence? Who can say for certain?

I doubt I’ll ever know the answer, but since I’m pretty set in my habits it wouldn’t change me, anyway. My superstitious ways are here to stay.

Here are a few simple ones I believe in;

  • It’s bad luck to walk under a ladder.
  • Picking up a coin found on the ground brings you luck with money, but only if it’s heads-up, if tails-up walk away.
  • If by mistake you put a sock on inside out, correcting it can trigger a bad day.
  • Bad things, happen in threes.
  • Killing a, Daddy-long-leg spider, will cause it to rain.
  • Never hang a lucky horseshoe upside down, the luck falls out.

Along with the above thoughts I’m doing some reflecting with my morning coffee.

In October, we celebrated a new Great-Granddaughter. We also mourned the loss of Mister’s last of 14 Aunts and Uncles. Auntie was two months short of 99, happy, active and lived on her own until suffering a stroke a couple weeks before  passing.

A term often used among or when referring to seniors is “Golden Years”. Truth be known, those two words paint a glamorous vision that not all days live up to.

The wisdom we have gained over the years and being fortunate enough to retire is wonderful, but in a perfect world our bodies would still keep up with our minds.

Just when we think we have conquered a medical issue, another sneaks up.

Life changes constantly, but I’m not complaining, it’s precious and I know things could be far worse.

My best wishes go out to anyone suffering injury, illness or loss.

While Mister’s heart and my back acting up, kinked our plans last month, what did we do? Called on our kids, of course (happy face emoji)

We stayed at their places, closer to doctor appointments. The son and his girlfriend came to the lake and helped us complete our outside, fall, heavy work. Thanks again kids for sharing your homes and all you do for us.

There is an odd event that reoccurs in our marriage. I have heard this can also happen with twins. If one of us gets injured or becomes ill, something often happens to the other. This connection, if that’s what it’s called, has gone as far as us both being hospitalized in different cities at the same time. Once when I was having surgery in a city hospital, Mister found out he is very allergic to hornets, he had to stay in a hospital near our home.

Have you experienced a special connection like this with someone?

Are you enjoying the “Golden Years”

Are you superstitious?

Do you have a superstition you would like to share?