No Problem

 I am creating a "no problem" world for myself. All problems get solved one way or the other. Whether or not you carry on and upset yourself, the solution remains the same. This morning there was an email with a small "snafu" about my new house. To me, it is nothing. My husband is blowing it out of proportion. When it solves itself later on in the day, he will have upset himself and I will not have.

Almost Old

 I have one more day until I am officially old in the eyes of the government. On December 1, I start Medicare. I used to think that I would feel bad getting old, but when I see what the world has to offer, I am at peace with it. It feels like when you are in a crowd and someone yells, "move along, move along". Along with Medicare comes peace of mind. I do not have to worry about healthcare. I do not have to worry about getting fired from a job. No more resumes. No more time crunches. It's just me. Floating along on my own schedule, not giving a damn.

Treasure Hunt

 I am still finding treasures from my parents. Over the years, whenever my parents came to visit, my father would bring a box filled of assorted things. Most were of no value, like old magazines, some were of a bit of value, and some would be sentimental. About 20 years ago, he brought me a pendent. I have no idea who's it was. It was gold with stones in it. I threw it into my spare jewelry box and saw it every few years when I went on a cleaning rampage. I came across it this morning. I took it out of the box and took a good look at it. It was beautiful. It is a gold square set on an angle. It has channel set stones on the edge and regular set stones in the center shaped in a globe. How could I have not seen the beauty in it all of these years? I put it on and it looks so pretty. Sometimes it takes a while to see what is right under your nose.

Family Time

 Traffic was minimal. Food was plentiful. Company was delightful. That was the perfect storm. A wonderful Thanksgiving was just what the doctor ordered for many families. No politics. No arguments. Just light conversation, delicious food and laughter. Best medicine for an ailing society.

Thanksgiving 2020

 Thanksgiving 2020 will be different from all other's. The "more the merrier" has turned into "the less the better". Big government has said they will fine families from having more than the mandated number of people at their house. Law enforcement has said they will not adhere to that order. Things I used to be thankful for seem mundane. Now I am thankful for other's. I am thankful that:

My mother and father are no longer here to see the world in chaos. They lived a peaceful, quiet, normal life and checked out in time. 

I am thankful that the violent protests and riots have ceased, so my children can be a bit safer at work.

I am thankful that destructive people feel they have "won the war", never realizing that soon the rug will be pulled out from under them.

I am thankful that millions of people now realize that America is really a third world country and elections are skewed.

I am thankful that I now know that the news I always trusted, is fake news, so that I will have to dig a bit deeper to see the real truth. 

I am thankful that I am old. Old people let things roll off their shoulders and know that fighting is futile. 

I am thankful that in 36 days  I will not have to see the world in 20/20 vision.

 

 

Nature, Pudding, Tides and Electricity

 The title of this blog may seem confusing but I will explain it. These four words all tie into American politics. Here is the breakdown:

Nature: If you make a list of all of the triumphs that President Trump has accomplished for America, they are astounding. He did what he said he would. The economy is soaring, the stock market is at it's all time high at 30,000. Even with the virus, we are a more financially stable society than in 2016. He moved swiftly to get cures, testing and supplies for American. God forbid that NY needs more hospital beds after 2021. Biden will not rebuild the Javits Center. Cuomo looked a gift horse in the mouth. If President Trump lost votes, it was greatly because of the nature of his personality. He never toned it down. That was a bad move. People take brashness as arrogance. No one likes name calling. Even if you do not like a rule that you are asking the country to follow, you must follow it too. That is common sense. His deeds were great, his nature was not. His cards were not played well.

Pudding: The proof is in the pudding. You can promise America anything at election time but having it come to fruition is another story. Will we get what we are promised? Do we even know what we were promised? Most people do not. While the demeanor seemed kindly, the only way I will be a believer is when my life sees improvements. Billionaires that voted for higher taxes made no sense. When or if their financial statements show decreasing numbers, will be when they see their pudding. If things improve, I am all for it. I give everyone a fair shake. Show me my pudding. 

Tides: Tides turns. What rushes in, rushes out. Some Democrats are seeing the tide rush away from their shore. They are realizing that their ideas are not in the plan and they are voicing their unhappiness already. Their radical views are floating away as they are not what the new administration is focusing on. Windmills are at the bottom of the list. 

Electricity: The old administration is charged. They will spend the next three years re energized. A fire has been lit. They are ramped up. They will hone and chose their next candidate carefully. They will be there to pick up the pieces when that economy breaks down. People's eyes will be shocked open and they will see the reality of their choice. 

I have an open mind. I will not protest, light my town on fire, break windows or loot stores. I have a ticket to the greatest show on earth and I will sit back and watch. Who knows? I might enjoy it. If not I will have a chance to buy a new ticket in 2024.

Early Bird

 This morning my husband is having a procedure done. A spot on his nose is being removed. We need to leave the house at 8am. I am up, dressed, have snacks packed and waiting to eat breakfast. He is still snoring in bed. What makes people's temperaments so different? I will be waiting at the door while he is still shuffling around getting himself together. Who  is better off?

Vacation?

 I am off this week. I will be off 3 out of the four weeks in December. Off normally means no work. In the work I do, people suffer if I am not there. New patients that call for sick family members wait for a call back. We have all been in a position that we call a doctor's office and wait on pins and needles for them to return our call. If I do not call, no one will. We no longer have a staff, since Covid. My problem has always been that I put myself in other people's shoes and feel what they feel. So, on vacation, I will still make my calls to ease the pain of other people. The only compensation I will get is knowing that I did the right thing.

Three Words

 As I get older, I realize that there is too much talk in the world. I now mostly rely on two sets of three words. They are "I don't know" and "I don't care". It usually ends a conversation as there is no more information that I am willing to give. I wish I had thought about this years ago.

Pooh Corner

 The world does not feel right lately. It is the gut feeling that things are askew. I realized how far askew they are when an article on Yahoo news said that "Reality star's" son tests positive for Covid-19. The reality star they were speaking about is President Trump. Years ago this would be akin to treason. If slurs like this were said about Obama, the offenders would have been taken to task. How has America, as a nation, wandered so far from its original ideology? Every morning I listen to two songs to begin my day peacefully. I close my eyes and absorb the words, and hope that the positive meaning will follow me through the day.As I listened to Return to Pooh Corner this morning, I interpreted the song as it relates to my feelings. The words sung by Kenny Loggins, in a soft soothing tone, give me hope. I will show you the words and add my thoughts in bold letters. You can add your own if they differ from mine. 

Christopher Robin and I walked along
Under branches lit up by the moon. (Walking through the beauty of Nature)
Posing our questions to owl and eeyore (Thinking about life's meaning)
As our days disappeared all too soon. (Life is too short)
But I've wandered much further today than I should (How have people and the world changed so much)
And I can't seem to find my way back to the wood.(We are lost as a society and do not know what we are looking for or how to get there)
So, help me if you can I've got to get
Back to the house at Pooh corner by one. (How can we find our way back to peace and normalcy before we are too late)
You'd be surprised there's so much to be done, (We need positive change for all the people in the world)
Count all the bees in the hive,(Make sure everyone is accounted for and heard. No one should be left out)
Chase all the clouds from the sky. (End the unrest and bring back beautiful days ahead)
Back to the days of Christopher Robin and Pooh. (Return to a peaceful life)
Winnie the Pooh doesn't know what to do, (We all feel so helpless)

Got a honey jar stuck on his nose. (Our masks)
He came to me asking help and advice (How do we stay safe from the virus)
And from here no one knows where he goes. (We need to search until a vaccine is safe)
So I sent him to ask of the Owl if he's there, (Who are the experts. Who can solve this)
How to loosen a jar from the nose of a bear (What is the cure so we can take off the masks and hug each other again)
So, help me if you can I've got to get
Back to the house at Pooh corner by one (We need to set the clock back to normal humanity)
You'd be surprised there's so much to be done, (There is so much to do in our nation)
Count all the bees in the hive, (Everyone counts as much as the next one)
Chase all the clouds from the sky .(Return to love and respect for each other)
Back to the days of Christopher Robin and Pooh, (We need to stand together)
Back to the days of Christopher Robin, (We need internal peace)
Back to the ways of Pooh (Stop the fighting and madness. We are one people and need to act as one. No more division)

Gaslight

 In 1940, a movie titled "Gaslight" was made. The psychological term gaslighting, describes the form of psychological abuse in which the victim is gradually manipulated into doubting his or her own sanity. America is being gaslighted. Evidence is arising to show that there are gross acts of misconduct in the election results. There are affidavits of people having their families threatened if they did not certify false results. Lawyers are being told they will be killed if they assist the Trump administration. These are sworn facts. Hundreds of them. Mainstream news is silencing these facts. The facts they are presenting say that our current President is undermining the results and a sore loser. He is being blamed for their gross misdeeds and corruption. This is like a mentally ill person being taken to a sanitarium by his family and he walks out but the family is committed. Twisting facts and manipulating people is the worst from of gaslighting. I have no idea how this will end. Angel or devil.

The Pudding

 The proof is in the pudding. This is an old time phrase that means when all is said and done (the pudding made and eaten) the proof of how good or bad it was will be seen. For America, the pudding will be eaten for three years before people decided how good it came out and decide to hire new cooks. I think that the pudding mix will not turn out right as it is missing some very important ingredients but until it is made and digested, I will not judge. I will not burn down the kitchen, I will not throw the ingredients to the floor, nor will I harass the cooks making it. Other "consumers" have spent the last year trying to tear apart someone else's recipe. My friends and I are too refined for that. We are not starved savage beasts that roam the streets making sure that if they do not have their meal of choice, no one should be allowed to eat. If and when the pudding turns out wrong and makes the nation ill, we will train new cooks to come along and create a recipe that can nourish and make the American people healthy again.

Our Story

 I was dreaming last night about my parent's house. I was remembering all of the wonderful stories of family history that I was told over the years. I then realized that the stories would be forgotten when I am no longer here. I decided to write down the family history in depth from when my grandparents first met, until my parents first met. I will give a copy to each of their grandchildren, so their story will live on forever.

The Nose

 As a resurgence of the virus has begun, most people are trying to do their best to listen to the safety guidelines. Wear a mask, sanitize our hands and social distance. I have so many masks, my husband thinks I own a mask factory. I like to wear certain ones for certain purposes. One is for walking into my office although no one is ever there when I wear it. One is for in the office if a mailman walks in or a food delivery man arrives. One is for food shopping. I do not think that some people know the rules to wearing a mask. Your mouth and nose need to be covered. It is not a choice of one or the other. Covering your mouth while your nose is exposed is meaningless. This morning I saw a picture of a famous woman doing that. Mouth covered nose open. When I see someone like that in the store, I run the other way. In this day and age, I am afraid to tell them that they need to wear it correctly.

Windsong

 Last night the wind was blowing more than I had ever experienced. I have not heard such howling even in a hurricane or blizzard. At first I thought that people were talking in the street outside of my backyard. When I went upstairs to sleep, I still heard voices. When I went to the window to look outside, There was no one there but the voices were still speaking. I then realized that the voices were the sound of the wind blowing through the trees. The sounds were different because the amount of leaves on the trees was different. The density set the tone. It was scary and amazing that nature can still surprise me.

What We See

 Life is just our perception of how our mind reacts to stimulus. When I walk into my bathroom, one tile looks like Shelby's face is in it. No one else sees that but me. For years I have had a paperweight on my desk. Just today, I noticed that part of it looks like a centipede. Now, every time I sit here that will be what I see. My perception has changed forever.

Curve Ball

 Sometimes life throws us a curve ball. It is our decision to try our best to catch it or let it pass us by and just give up. Yesterday I was called by my real estate agent that I needed all of Shelby's vaccination information and his license for the Home Owners Association of my new property. I was able to get a print out of the vaccinations but I had no idea I needed a dog license. I have had a dog since 1991 and this was the first I ever heard of it. If I did not get it by yesterday, I could miss the deadline for the HOA meeting and my closing date would be pushed off. I had the real estate agent write a letter saying that Shelby would not be there the first year and they said that would help. Then I thought about it. I cannot live with maybes, I need definite. I called up the town and ran to town hall to get the license and email it to the agent to forward it to the HOA. All of this was done within 33 minutes. My agent was shocked. The curve ball was thrown and I not only caught it, I scored a point.

IDK

 These have become my three favorite letters in the English language. They are relaxing letters.They stand for I Don't Know. When someone texts me with questions that I do not want to embellish on, I respond, IDK. There are no follow up questions. When I am asked a question face to face, I respond, 'I don't know". Again, no follow up questions. No excuses, no rationalizations. Done deal. IDK is the equivalent of "diarrhea". No one ever questions that either.

Music

 Music soothes the savage beast. Music has been around since man first walked the earth. For a while, I have had music running through my head. I guess the songs sooth my soul. I have my few favorites. Last night I even dreamed about people singing them. I saw a commercial before I went to sleep and the song that was playing was "The Rainbow Connection". I know the song but never really listened to it. I played it on You Tube over and over before I went to bed. I woke up in peace.

Veterans Day

 Today is Veterans Day. Thank you to all of the young men and women who fought in the war effort over our nation's history. Too bad the nation is in such turmoil that you have once again been pushed to the side by people that have done nothing but alienate America. .

The Sock

 Since Pennsylvania has been thrown into the undecided recount state, the 270 electoral votes are now 259, so the race is even more undecided. Today I will write about something we all can agree on. A missing sock. I did laundry and after folding it, a sock was missing in action. I unfolded everything and shook things out. Still no sock. I put the lonely sock in the drawer. At work I was on a phone call and looked at my leg. It looked a bit swollen on the thigh. I felt it and it felt soft. Lo and behold the missing sock was there. Mystery solved.

Using Days

 For the past year I have not used any days off. Since we became a two person office with each person having different work responsibilities, we were both needed there daily. Now it is November. We each have at least four weeks we have to use. With six weeks left in the year, how will that be done. We asked to roll over the days until 2021 but my boss does not want that. So there will be only one person in the office on alternate days doing only their job. That is poor planning and makes no sense. I will do what I have been doing for the last year. I will go with someone else's flow and if it crashes and burns, I will walk away unscathed.

A Year

 The battle is not over, so nothing is set in stone. I have seen that over one year life can dramatically change. People are born. People die. Things that go up, go down. Things that are important become less important. Events that were unheard of happened. New diseases emerged. In the end, we all have a limited time on earth. Some battles can be fought just so far and then you realize that the battle needs to be left to fight by the person who has the power to do so. There is an expression that the proof is in the pudding. Last night I saw that the gas prices were $1.93, in my neighborhood. In one year from today I will go back to that same gas station and see what the numbers say. That will be my proof of the pudding.

New Math

 A few years ago the education system came up with the concept of common core math. It was a convoluted way to do calculations and no one really understood it. I believe it is phasing itself out. Now we have a new math. It is called election math. You take 3000 votes from Mr X and secretly transfer them to Mr Y. How many votes did Mr X get? 3000 or 0? Then you multiply this by 30 or more states that use this software and use the benchmark value of 6000 votes. 6,000 x 30 = 180,000. These votes were meant for Mr X but were put into the box or Mr Y. How many votes did Mr X get? 180,000 or 0? Now we need to calculate the votes that came in wrong that are usually discarded. If a box was blank, it counts as 0. Add in random workers that decided, on video, to fill in the boxes for Mr Y. How many votes did Mr X get. Zero or all? If a train (wreck) is leaving San Francisco at 2pm and another is leaving New York at 4am, when will they meet at Idaho? It really doesn't matter because the world will have fallen apart by then.

Thursdays

Whenever important things need to get done, they always happen on a Thursday evening. I need to have certain papers scanned and faxed by today, and of course I am not in work. So, off I go, back to my office to get things done on my day off. It's not a big deal but it is Murphy's law.

Double Trouble

 If I was a betting woman I would have put my money on the prospect of fake votes. Most of the swing states have numbers that do not add up. Just as an example, Nevada has 1,200,000 million registered voters, but 1,600,000 votes were counted. This is 125% over the registered limit. The same thing has happened in the other crucial swing states. All of them were over the 100% of registered voters. I can break down how this can happen. My mother and father received mail in ballots as I did. Both of them are dead. If I filled them out and mailed them in, and then showed up at the polls to actually vote, I would have cast 4 votes for one person. One person who anonymously was interviewed, said they sent in 6 votes for people that were no longer living at their address or deceased. The Republicans saw this coming and have been fighting this since the summer. The Democrats used the Covid excuse. Yesterday a box of mail in votes was found with 100,000 ballots, all for Biden. That sounds a bit sketchy to me. Even a career criminal would have put in a few for Trump to make it look somewhat legitimate. If Biden gets into office he will never be my President. He will always be the man that pushed out the true winner in the game of musical chairs.

No Answer

 As of this morning, there is no answer as to who won the Presidential election. I wanted an answer so my mind could be at ease. I wanted to know if my son's would be safe doing their jobs. I wanted to know if my taxes would rise. I wanted to know if the powers that be would call off their looters and rioters. I wanted to know if innocent people could sit in a restaurant without being in fear of being attacked by strangers. I wanted to know if small businesses could take down the boards on their windows for fear of them being smashed. I wanted to know if medical plans would disappear and we would have to wait for healthcare if it became government controlled. I wanted to know my life would change for the worse. I will now have to wait for ballots to be counted. Absentee, mail in, those of the dead and those found in dumpsters. Time will tell, and I will have to live with the decisions of the masses. Thank god I am old.

Vote

 I am up early and on my way to vote. After many months of horror, it will come down to this:

People will either vote for a man whose personality is brash but has done more for the country than any other president or people will vote for a man who has not done anything in 47 years but seems to be a kind but corrupt person. We will either remain law and order or move towards socialism. We will see that the virus was not any worse in America than every other country and that neither man could have waived his magic wand and eradicated it. We will have to live with the ramifications for our voting actions and god help us all if we lose our Democracy to Socialists.

The Lull

 Today is the lull before the storm. Tomorrow is the the day of process. Wednesday is the storm. Buildings are already boarding up their windows and battling down the hatches. This will be a hurricane of great proportion. If the inept candidate wins, the other side will not be happy but will act like human beings and accept that the country has spoken. If the competent candidate wins, the country will be burned down by animals that have no conscience for other people's property. They have shown that are part of a pack of destructive wolves who cannot condone a decision that they do not agree with. Yet another shooting has happened in Washington, leading to more violence. The dead man shot at a deputy, so he was shot back at and died. He was the aggressor and not an innocent bystander. The rioters are acting out for the sake of it, not for the reasoning of what law and order truly means. If you shoot first at someone, they have the right to defend themselves. The "kool aid" was mixed in May and it is still being drunk by people that have nothing else to fill their souls with.

The Card

 After weeks of waiting I finally got it. The Card. The wonderful red, white and blue card that says I am officially old. My Medicare card arrived yesterday and I could not wait to hold it in my hands. Life has changed. No more high premiums. I will be on my husbands advantage plan and walk into every doctor's office like a queen. Life is good.