I Then Promptly Returned And Said, “But You Were Saying?”

“Now this won’t be of any interest to you whatsoever . . .” L’s Mother foolishly used as a lead-in with me early this morning.

So of course I interrupted her with, “You’re right,” and walked out of the room.

Because Shouldn’t I Be Wiser By Now?

I thought about including this in yesterday’s post on perspectives of wisdom, but I felt that it disrupted the flow, so I’m adding it today as a follow-up:

An atypical elder’s perspective: Sometimes I wonder if *I* am an exception . . .

Perhaps I Should Have Been More Specific

First thought: There sure are a lot of things I keep putting off around here, not because they’re difficult or even time consuming, but just because they’re annoying.

Second thought: I should set myself a task of every day taking care of one annoying thing around here.

Third thought: Yeah, right, like cutting back to only one a day is the way to move forward on this.

If It Were That Easy, Everyone Would Do It

I feel like after yesterday’s post that I should add that you can change the course of a river . . . but not by shouting at it.

Who Ya Gonna Call For Something Like That?

My new end of life goal is to be the guy contemplating a gravestone in a graveyard at midnight so that when somebody asks me what I’m doing I can sigh and say, “I just can’t get over how they spelled my name wrong.”

Fortunately For Me, She Said Yes

The other evening after making some poor choices for dinner and now suffering the consequences, L’s Mother turned to me and announced, “I think it’s time for me to be alone with my bad choices.”

I contemplated that for a moment, then asked, “You are asking me to leave now, right?”

The Truth Isn’t Always Interesting

This morning L’s Mother did something I thought was really funny, but she disagreed and asked me to not post about it here, so now I don’t know what to write about.

So It IS Progress

So my son finally got around to reading my post entitle “That’s Progress, Right?“. The summation of his response was, “No, not much, at least,” and “If it was anybody but you talking, I’d have called that passive-aggressive.”

He has a point, but it’s still a step up from my aggressive-aggressive days.

Because The Answer Is “Yes”

Look . . . I don’t want to pretend that I never get days off, but people really need to stop asking me, “Do you work today?”.

That’s Progress, Right?

To show how I’ve changed over the years (and how I haven’t), today I found myself comforting a friend of mine who had set up a special surprise for someone, and when this person saw it, they basically said, “Yeah, whatever” and left. My friend was understandably upset, and asked me why I thought anybody would do something like that.

There was a time I would have said, “Because they are a horrible person and they will die alone,” but this time I said, “Because they are an awful human being and need sympathy and help . . . but will probably end up dying alone nevertheless.”