Wednesday, October 31, 2018

Happy Halloween, Happy Fall, My last Winter in Colorado is upon us!

It's really cold this morning at 38 degrees! We're counting down 122 more working days until Al retires and we adjourn to our condo in Nevada.

I had planned on leaving the snowy weather when my son turned 18, and he's now 43! You know, jobs, homes, lives, delays, full retirement age, etc.

We'll be spending the winter downsizing our 5 bedroom, 2 garage home to a 2 bedroom condo with no garage. The closer it gets, the less I care about moving the "stuff" one more time. The Goodwill is full of my life's collection of things that I don't need and frankly, never needed. Don't worry, Ebay has provided a place for people who actually care about some of the crazy stuff that I've collected to donate to our retirement fund.

It's funny how bitter sweet retirement feels. I watched my grandparents, then my parents retire and it's mind blowing that we're finally old enough. Al and I both feel like we have worked as honestly and hard as should be expected, so we're ready. With the NEED for a paycheck behind us, we look forward to living like teenagers before we left home. Few bills, one car, and no rent sounds like such a great way to chill, at last. Today, I'm thinking about palm trees and the pool ... ✌

Wednesday, October 17, 2018

Unaffiliated Independent Voters

Republicans And Democrats  are fighting like cats and dogs. With upcoming mid term elections, one would think that instead of bickering and making absolute fools of themselves, they would take note that Unaffiliated, Independent Voters are multiplying like bunnies! Not all Independent Voters are Socialists, guys. Boo! Take note.

Tuesday, October 9, 2018

Have A Cup Of Tea!


The first bowl moistens my lips and throat;
The second bowl banishes all loneliness;
The third bowl clears my mind of words and books;
At the fourth cup, I begin to perspire ---
life's troubles evaporate through my pores.

The fifth cup cleanses my entire being.
Six cups and I am in the realm of the divine;
Seven cups --- ah, but I can drink no more;
I can only feel the gentle breezes blowing
through my sleeves,
wafting me away to the Isle of immortality!

---Lu Tong, Eighth - Century Chinese poet, from
In Gratitude For A Gift Of Fresh Tea

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