Yesterday Was A Day.

Good morning. How's it going?  Me, I am fine. Yesterday was a day, and it was okay I guess. Work was work, and we'll be pretty busy the rest of the Summer. Busier after school gets out, which approaches. I got one trip of crap to the storage unit. For a small looking room you can put a bunch of crap in it. I got a good amount of my dad's stuff in there, and still have 80% of the space left. Out of sight = out of mind.

We went out to dinner at definitely our favorite Mexican restaurant. There is none better really. It always is pretty full, and their service is quick. Food is ridiculously good,  and you cannot eat the whole meal.

Other than that not much. I couldn't find the audio book for my 5th book of my Scarpetti series. So the library held the actual book for me, and I picked it up. Patricia Cornwall is the author, and the Scarpetti series is 25-30 books I believe. I have a ways to go.

That was the day. I worked, I ate, and I slept. Today I have to bring more shit to the storage unit. Maybe cut the grass too if it's not too wet.

As you can see I am pretty busy, but not with anything terribly exciting. I'll be busy a while getting the outside taken care of. We are painting the house too. We have a few things to do first though.

I am glad to get my Dad here, but he can be annoying. I wouldn't be against shipping old people to another planet. He's one of those guys that complain at restaurants about this is too cold or whatever. Last night we had shock in our eyes as I basically told him to stfu. I think if he does it again I'll tell him never with us. If you are out on your own whatever, but we don't do that just to hear us speak.

Aging really isn't that graceful a thing. Everybody is out making their own story, and I suspect it isn't very graceful. You hear stories about people just being shitty to people. Just in my neighborhood I saw it. Just one guy being shitty to another and trying to pick a fight. I don't want to see two middle aged men under 5 foot five, but over 230 lbs. fighting each  other. One once carried a badge, and one was brown in skin color. The badge guy is new to the neighborhood,  and has always been fine to me. Maybe the brown skin color added a bit to the disagreement. I dont feel the white guy is in the right at all. Basically telling the brown guy where he can park his car in his own yard. The guy my Dad tried being an ass too was brown too. Who knows? 

Is it worth getting upset over small shit?  For me, I don't want to live that way. I have a simple life I try to make simpler. I'll just keep plugging along doing my own thing. I think I typically mind my own business.

I am a person living in a World where I know the truth. In your trust of your life matters I know the opposite is true. No lives matter, so don't be an ass over stupid shit.

Maybe people feel the need to elevate themself over others.  I don't know. I think I tune out those who do such stuff.

Who knows? 

I gotta run.

Laterzzz.   :)

xoxo.    :)

xxoo.   :)

Been A Little Busy.

So, I've been pretty busy. I know, I know who hasn't been?  We did get my Dad moved to Holland. It went fine. He wasn't real organized,  so his place was a mess, and we just threw a bunch of shit out. He still has too much stuff, but we got a storage unit. Stuff eventually just gets thrown away, or given away.

I think this week everything will get pretty settled,  and we will be back to our normal routines. Speaking of routines I didn't sleep great on Monday night, but still I felt better for working. For me working is a productive way to fill the hours of the day.  No matter what, you did stuff.

In just a few days I suspect my Dad realizes he is on the home stretch. There is nothing else to do, but live out your days. I am lucky enough to know that at 50. I have nothing to accomplish,  but work,  eat, sleep. Basically live out my days.

I guess I've known for a while there really isn't anything remarkabke about our lives. We aren't doing anything great. I suspect motives typically are filled with wiifm. The funny thing about life is in the end there is nothing in it for us. We bought stuff that in the end is garbage. We sought honor someway in our brilliant deeds, which aren't brilliant. Just shit we've done.

There really aren't any honorable lives. We're really just killing time as the song suggests. We're here for a short time, and dead much longer.

In a short time I got rid of a ton of crap two people have accumulated. Their lives like mine really don't equate to much. I know this like I said at the age of 50, so I don't have to carry a ton of excess baggage like what life is "supposed" to be. Nope, work, eat, sleep is fine for me.

Anyhoo, I guess that's good.

Til next time. 

xoxo.   :)

xxoo.   :)

There You Have It.

I got a good night sleep on Tuesday, and I got stuff done after work. Mowed the grass,  watered the garden, brought my hose reel from the shed to the front, and fixed my pavers we use for a walkway.

We did burgers on the grill. I used my scale, and weighed them at 8 oz. It was a little much, as I could only eat half of it. I like the idea of scaling the burgers though. I think I'll stick with 1/3 lb. or 1/4 lb. From now on.

It was just a good Spring day I guess. It was sunny, and around 70°  other than that not much. June 1st is coming up, and it will be the first time in forever I won't have a mortgage payment to be deducted from my account. That is an extra $830'ish extra money in my pocket every month.

I guess as far as doing the living thing everything seems okay. I work jobs I like. I have more money coming in than I need. I am pretty happy and content with my little life. I don't have much stress. I have enough things to keep me busy. Regardless of everything I wake up like this most days. Without a care in the World really.

People have tried going into the wild, or ventured at living at Waldon Pond to have what I have. What those people didn't know was they do not control their own heart. Their mistake was not knowing that powers outside their control were the masters of them.  You can find that by looking at yourself throughout the day.

You know you should typically feel and think a certain way most times about stuff. You'll see however inside you is judgement, and anger, and annoyance, and shit like that. You see it's there,  but you don't know the cause. We all are in the same boat too. Less than perfect,  and really no clue what perfect is really.

The path to getting to know yourself is no joke. It is nothing you can even imagine either. The truth is we think we are these pretty significant beings with pretty remarkable abilities. We should be counted as the grass blades are counted. That really is what our worth is. The World has been placing false values on  everything since forever,  and you are a creature of this World being well versed in accepting false values for everything. Your own importance being #1.

Anyway,  guess I better get going. My BIL is coming with me to help move my Dad, and drive one of the vehicles home. I'll drive the truck,  and he'll take Lisa's car home. Lisa will stay home fixing the inside. Should be pretty smooth,  and I'll take everyone out to dinner Saturday night. It should be a pretty okay time.

Anyway, let's see what today brings.

Til next time. 

Laterzzz.   :)

xoxo.   :)

xxoo.   :)

The Era Of Bad Hairstyles.

Good morning. How's it going?  I am fine. I slept better last night than the day before.  I was fine yesterday,  just tired after work.  I was even dozing a bit when I sat down.  So, I got nothing done after work. Our new A.C. is in, and it looks pretty nifty. It was actually more expensive than my furnace I had installed. It is a nice luxury. Window air conditioners work fine, but we would have to section off our rooms, and bathroom. It wouldn't do our whole living space. 90° and humid is horrible to try and sleep in.

Other than that not much going on.  I don't really have much to write about either. I guess if you remember me saying me growing up in the 'burbs of Chicago had no say in who I am. It played no part.  The true can be said of people too I guess. No person helped shape me.  A long time ago I went the way I did. It made me my own person I guess.

In so doing I lost all the baggage one carries from just growing up. There is nothing in my past that really matters I guess. I have no excuses for not being perfect. I am accepted I guess, and I guess it helps me be light hearted. We all are less than perfect, so who can anyone really impress? 

In that light our lives are pretty boring huh?  If are deeds are worthless,  than what are we struggling for? 

For one I guess I don't struggle for anything. I am not trying to make some type of name for myself. I definitely am not trying to be famous. I have no fairy tales I believe in to cloud my judgement. Out of thin air my heart is just content. A gift, and something in any daily,  yearly struggle I could not make for myself.

As this goes on there is less and less of me, and one wonders if anyone will actually ever get to know anyone else. I let you know me, cuz I live in the light,  and the darkness doesn't scare me.

We all are born in the dark though. Unable to see inside ourself. That remains the case too til your death. There is only one way to change that. I unknowingly went in that direction,  cuz I didn't see the point in anything else. Most of you have lived long enough to know no one is perfect, and your hearts aren't perfect either.

In the end I really wanted to be a good person,  but it was impossible. What does  it even mean? 

As I went my way my struggle was done with great fear, cuz I knew the end that was in store for me if something didn't change. Security before perfection. Who knew? I sure didn't. I was ready to suffer for what I wanted most.  The end of fear.

My path was scary. The wilderness the worst. I am where I am now though, and this ain't too shabby. What that means for you I have no clue. We definitely are in uncharted waters. It makes me distant in a way I guess. You can't impress with deeds though. They don't matter, so where is our value? 

Anyhoo, I guess that's good. I am afraid to go outside. I think one of our cats is terrorizing something.

Gotta run.

Til next time.

Laterzzz.  

xoxo.   :)

xxoo.  :)

It's Been A Bit.

Good morning. How's it going?  I am fine. I haven't blogged in a bit. Sunday I went in at 2:00 AM instead of 7:00 AM, and yesterday I had to do a few things before the A.C. guys came. They are all prepped for the final install. They couldn't do it all yesterday, cuz it rained all day. I didn't even think about it. You typically don't want to run electricity in the rain.  Makes sense.

We took our 2nd and last free load to the dump. Got rid of more shit. We moved our bed to our new room. We are giving my Dad our room. It's bigger. Things will be a bit chaotic for a week or two perhaps, but I have a bed to sleep in, and I'll have food to eat. Really you don't need anything else. I thought of that earlier while laying in bed. No matter what I will be sleeping at night comfortably.

I don't know really what else there is to stress about. We declutter as we go along. I got rid of even more clothes too. I have 3 pair of jeans. 2 dress shirts,  and one dress pant. Shorts, underwear, and shirts for work,  and casual, and socks.

I pretty much spend zero dollars on clothes. If I need another pair of jeans I'll buy a pair or two.

We still will be busy with stuff, but first things first. Get my Dad moved.

Life continues to go on. I continue to work,  eat my nightly meal, and always have time to chill out a bit. I guess what I am saying is there is nothing for me to stress out about really. In my immediate family remain my brother and Dad. They both will be living in Holland before June is out. No Pejchls in Chicago, and none dealing with any crazy traffic anymore. 

I don't really have anything to say about the Suburbs of Chicago, except it had no say in who my 51 year old self is. It is no part of me, and I never have missed it.

Holland is pretty simple, just cuz you never really have to travel more than a few miles to do what you want. I typically don't either. That's pretty simple.

Anyway, I gotta go. Hope wants a little run.

Til tomorrow probably. 

Laterzzz.  :)

xoxo.   :)

xxoo.    :)

Keep Moving Forward

Good morning. How's it going?  I am fine. Yesterday I had one of those days where progress forward undoes stress. I've been feeling a bit overwhelmed with all that needs to get done. Progress forward = wipes it away. I got a lot done yesterday, which makes me think everything is doable. Truck to move my Dad is reserved. We are switching out our slider for a French door. I scheduled a handyman to help me with that. Some guy I met at a bar.  We started talking. I told him I don't need anything done, but I took his number down just in case. Lisa got the door at work for $100, and we were not happy with our slider anyway. French doors are kinda cool too.

The plants I bought are in the garden. I was looking at the garden, and I can almost double the size. All I need to get is zuchinni, and beans,  and I may add more stuff too, since I'll have a bigger garden.

It was just a day though, where getting a little done helps my disposition I guess. I only had to cook for myself, and I made steak fajitas. Just a pretty good day I guess.

I did talk to my Dad too. I was kinda worried about his huge desk he had. I saw it when I was up last. He doesn't need it.  That is huge, we don't have to move it. I remember seeing it thinking it was nice, but big. We don't have to take it. He seems intent on keeping the minimum, and in pretty giid spirits too. There is a Health club free in Holland for people over 50 I'll get him signed up for. He can meet people,  and stuff. He won't have financial stress either, cuz that is taken care of. In this house as long as people can accept people all will be fine. No one in this house is perfect, and none of us are saints, but if you don't judge too harshly, and mostly accept,  all can get along.

We will look at other places too. I guess I am just glad it will all be done soon. My Dad will live out his final years having plenty of home cooked meals. It's probably what he missed most the last 30 years I bet. He probably doesn't know it though.

So, I guess that was the day. I got a lot done, and it makes everything look good.

Not much else for me. 

Laterzzz.   :)

xoxo.    :)

xxoo.   :)

Finally The Rain Stopped.

Good morning. How's it going?  I am fine. I got a good sleep last night. Slept extra too. Yesterday went pretty good. My A.C. guy left his voltage tester at a previous job, and I couldn't find mine, so he is coming back today. We already figured where we will put the A.C.,  but have to make sure I get power in this other box I have. I am sure I do, but gotta test it to make sure. There is a breaker for an electric range. It is gas now.

I cut the grass, so that is good. I used the trimmer too which still works. It is like 18 years young. I am ready anytime to get a new one, but I guess I don't need to. I went and got tomato plants, and cucumber plants too. I think getting outside,  and getting some work done is good for you. At least it seems to me.  I think it made my day.

Other than that not too much.  I really want to get my Dad moved. I want it over really. It will be a pain in the butt. He wanted to talk to me about something. God only knows what. The way he is, and the way he gets around I think he should be ready to live out his final years, trying to enjoy little things. I have a feeling he still thinks he is going to find the fountain of youth. If you are old you should accept it. It will make things easier. I have a feeling a story about him being cheated will be his story, but at my age he was in my position financially. His wife died, and his house was paid off. He owned 2 properties in Normal, IL. If he got a job for 20 years doing whatever he'd be fine. I don't know what he did to be honest.

I think back to him, and my Uncle,  and I don't think they cooked many meals. You cannot eat out all the time. Cooking isn't hard at all, and probably a good thing to learn for all people. The meal at the end of the day should be a highlight I think.

I am glad though my garden will be in before Memorial day. I am glad I got outside. I cannot help to think of all the people who do not cook their own meals.

I guess I wonder kinda what people think life should be. I wonder what they think on the inside I guess.  I suppose all judge really,  cuz when others are wrong, than we are right, right?

Life is surely strange, and people stranger I guess.

Anyhoo, I gotta go. 

Til next time. 

xoxo.   :)

xxoo.   :)