A Boomer Lifestyle Blog

Thursday, March 22, 2018

Catching Up

Well I've started this catch up posts several times but never seem to get to the end.  

First, no new news about the dog bite man. 

Second, the daughter's new job, started about the same time as I did with this job, is going well.  After 14 years with one company she had a good bit of burn out but is recovering day by day.  Nice to see her smiling again and not feeling the weight of the company on her shoulders. 

Next, my job is going well.  It is hard to admit that you are no longer the wonder-kid you used to be.  I make little mistakes that I would have caught so quickly 10 years ago.  My hearing, though so much better, is difficult using a headphone and cell phone all day.  Never thought I'd say I long for a land-line (add the extra loud button too please).  

I need the cataract surgery and it is going to have to be this summer because I can really tell the difference on a laptop.  I'm adding a monitor that hooks up to the laptop so I can get the type really large until then.  

So, all in all, still happy with my job. 

My former work clothes are just fine for my new little job so I haven't really had to spend any money which is nice.  

I have found that window in time when I leave my leave my house and get to the office that has the least amount of traffic.  Yipee!  I put on my book on Cd and take a leisurely drive to the office each day. She doesn't want me to sign in early so I err on the side of 5 minutes late instead of 5 minutes early.  

Car is still running well although my horn went out???  Why would it do such a thing.  Going to try taking it to the shop this weekend.  Hope it is a quick - and inexpensive - fix.  

My nerves are calmer over the price of my medicine since I have the extra income and especially because I found the one prescription at an over the counter price of 1/4 what I was paying.  

My doctor has readjusted my medicine again and although my blood sugar was running low for the first couple of weeks, it seems to have balanced out again. The good thing about a job is that it does keep you from snacking during the day (Mostly) and it does keep your hours pretty regular which diabetes really likes.  

The grand girls spent the weekend before and after spring break with me.  Soooo exhausing.  I miss the days when it was just one or the other grand girl.  Since Son is a single Dad, I have to take both girls to give him a break.  We try to help where we can don't we?  

This all sounds so boring.  It's funny how life can be boring and pleasant at the same time.  

Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Oh Where, Oh Where Has My Hearing Aid Gone

Today was a little hectic at the office.  I was having problems with the phone so I was taking my headset on and off all day.  Then, after work, I went for a haircut at my old salon which is not too far from my office. 

Great Clips has that system where you can check in over the phone so you're next when you get there.  They were almost ready for me when I arrived so I sat down to take off my earrings and hearing aids.  Oh my Gosh....  the right hearing aid was not there.  I felt around my head and body.  I looked around my chair.  I went out to my car.  I walked the same path I had entered by.  I tried the locator on my phone app - which said it was at the salon - which it wasn't and that will be tomorrow's story after I call and complain about the faulty GPS. 

After all the hairdressers and people in the salon helped me look, I gave up and got my hair cut.  When I left I looked outside some more and then inside some more and gave up again. 

I headed back to the office to search there.  The back gate to the parking lot was locked so I had to drive around the front and circle to the back.  At this point, I was in panic mode and every second was an hour long.  I looked where I had parked that day and nothing.  I walked up to the back door, which was locked, and nothing on the sidewalk so I got back in my car and drove to the front door of my building. 

By this time I was having trouble breathing!! I came in the front door and walked the path I would have taken when I left (from the elevator to the back door).  I then took the elevator (not in there) up to my floor, diligently looking on the floor as I walked toward my office.  I searched the reception area and then the top of my desk.  I got my phone out to use the light and looked under my desk. 

There it was at the very back corner under my desk.  I did drop something earlier that day and bent under my desk to pick it up.  I guess it was then the hearing aid fell off and I must have pushed it to the back while sliding my feet. 

Holy moly that was close.  I was about to cry by the time I found it.  Those earplugs are big bucks for anyone but especially me.  I'm going to call the clinic tomorrow and see if there is anything like a sticky putty I can use to keep the hearing aids in place.  If not, I'm going to check into the stuff that they use for dentures.  If it is safe enough to put in your mouth it should be safe to glue my hearing aids to my head. 

Whew.  What a day!!

Monday, March 12, 2018

Spring Break has Arrived

Things are settling in well at the new job.  It was spring break here this week and I missed being able to keep the Grand Girls for the week.  They did come this weekend and I confess I was pretty tired by the time they left. 

We went shopping for a few clothing items for each of them.  They have outgrown most of the clothes I have here so we decided to buy a few summer things.  The oldest wanted blue jean shorts.  She is built like her mother with long legs.  I was not sure I wanted to let her out in those shorts. Hahaha.  I thought her Dad will be getting out the shotgun pretty soon.  The youngest was a lot easier to please.  She is still pretty suggestible when you tell her what to wear.  That won't last long either. 

Buddy, the attack chihuahua, has been getting bigger (fat) since we've cut down on his walking.  Bless his little pointed head.  We are still not out of trouble yet.  Got a text from the bite man today.  Apparently, he did go to the hospital so I guess dollar signs are in the future.  The apartment manager told me to tell him to go through the office and we told him that but he still wants to make contact through my daughter's cell phone.  I told her today to block his number.  She said she was afraid to because he might show up at the door and that would really make me mad at him.  She could be right on that one. 

I'm trying just to stay calm.  Worrying or being mad won't make it work out any better.  Maybe I should find a track to walk and then I could walk off some of the frustration and Buddy could walk off some of the fat - well maybe both of us could walk off some fat.  Hahaha.

Sunday, March 4, 2018

There is always another side to the Coin

Still thinking about my previous post and what will happen to Buddy and me. 

So I'm sitting here thinking.  What would I do if I were bitten by a dog I didn't know and therefore couldn't verify that he had his rabies shots? 

Would I go to the hospital?  Would I wait until the next day and go to my doctor's office at which time germs could be ravishing my leg?

I'm trying to be honest and fair to this guy.  It really humbles me that I wasn't able to fix the situation right away.  I could have gone upstairs right away and pulled my proof of vaccination if I had known there was a problem.  If I didn't understand how that works what would I have done? 

If he had gone to the hospital what would the hospital have done?  I doubt they would have started him on rabies shots as I understand that is painful and expensive.  Maybe they gave him a tetanus shot but I always thought of that for rusty nails, not dog bites.  I guess when in doubt, it wouldn't hurt. 

I just can't imagine what they could have done for him that would cost $3,500.  Of course, I could joke that just walking into a hospital could cost that much! 

I like to think I am a responsible dog owner.  I pick up after him. I quiet him when he barks.  I move off the sidewalk so other people can pass when we are walking. 

There is a lesson here to be learned and I'm afraid it might be a hard one.

Buddy is in trouble

Well, I started a new little job as an admin in a psychology office so I've been getting used to the old work schedule again.  I had enough energy this weekend to go to the library and run my other chores so I guess I'm back in the groove.

I'm in a tizzy over a situation that has been developing over a month or two.  One day when I was walking Buddy and my daughter's dog Chu, the dogs' leashes got tangled up around my legs and I wasn't able to pull Buddy off the sidewalk so the man behind us could get by.  He walked around us but he claimed Buddy bit him.  Buddy has never bitten anyone before, but he could scare off a lion with the amount of barking he does sometimes - Chihuahuas are famous for that and it is embarrassing and a pain. 

The man did not say anything to me at the time but he complained to the office and then stopped my daughter one night when she was walking the dogs.  The office manager and assistant came to see me about the incident.  She didn't realize it was me, and Buddy has even been in her office at the leasing office.  Anyway, she wrote up a report that Buddy was not vicious, etc. 

My daughter had given the man her cell phone number.  He contacted us to get Buddy's vaccination information which we provided and they also have a copy on record at the office.  My apartment has a lot of Indians and apparently, they are not dog owners or lovers as I have never seen any of them with the rest of us walking our dogs. 

To continue, he went to the doctor because he did not know what to do about a dog bite.  Today we got a text and he is saying he is $3,500 out of pocket for the dog bite?  I didn't see the bite.  My daughter said it looked like a scratch and I have a call in to the apartment manager to see what it looked like to her. 

How could anyone incur $3,500 in expenses for a dog bite?  I think someone took him to the cleaners or he is trying to take me to the cleaners.  Doctors are expensive but if he paid cash for a doctor visit, how much could it have been?

He also said he contacted the dog control people which takes this into a serious area.  I understand that he may be unfamiliar with dogs and I certainly take responsibility for my dog but I'm bamboozled.  I am very sorry this happened to him and I would gladly pay his medical bills but $3,500??

Well, I'll see what the apartment manager says.  He apparently intends to make this into something big so Buddy and I will just have to see where it takes us. 

Thursday, February 22, 2018

James Clear

This is just a share about a writer I have discovered.  It may or may not be of interest to you.  It won't hurt my feelings if it doesn't interest you or is something you do not have time to spend on.  Just FYI. 

I know that a lot of you, like me, like to think about healthy thinking.  I mean healthy in the mental sense not physical.

Along this line, I've been reading articles by a writer named James Clear. 

Today I read his article 5 Common Mental Errors That Sway You From Making Good Decisions. I enjoyed this article and wanted to share.  I especially wanted to think about #5 Confirmation Bias.  With the volatile situation our country faces in politics, among other situations, we need to be sure that we neither stick our head in the sand nor dig out only the information that supports our opinion. I need to assess what facts I am using to form my opinions

Anyway, if you are interested, click on the link above and read the short article. 

Below is a quote from his About Me:

About James Clear

James Clear

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About James Clear

Hi there, I'm James Clear. I'm an American author, entrepreneur, and photographer. I'm also the guy behind JamesClear.com (naturally).
This website is the home of my life's work. I write about habits and human potential. The central question I’m trying to answer through my work is, “How can we live better?”
In order to answer that question, I uncover the latest scientific research and explain it in a way that you can easily understand and actually use. As I share these science-based ideas for living a better life, I like to showcase the habits and rituals of athletes, artists, and entrepreneurs. By analyzing the stories of top performers from many different fields and understanding proven scientific principles, we can start to tease out the common characteristics that make these people the best at what they do.
My specific focus is on self-improvement tips based on proven scientific research.
I believe the best way to change the world is in concentric circles: start with yourself and work your way out from there.
I believe the best way to change the world is in concentric circles: start with yourself and work your way out from there. If you get yourself sorted out, then that is one less person for the world to worry about. You'll be in a position to contribute rather than consume. You will add order rather than disorder.
I write about the art and science of how to live better. Science because I am concerned with the root causes of our behavior and the data behind high performance. Art because I want to figure out how to apply these ideas and put them into daily practice.
But I don't merely write about things. Along the way, I like to try out the concepts for myself as I experiment with building better habits as an entrepreneur, writer, and weightlifter. In the end, my work ends up being one-part storytelling, one-part academic research, one-part personal experiment. It's a colorful blend of inspirational stories, academic science, hard-earned wisdom.

Monday, February 19, 2018

Today is My Birthday

This was my pre-birthday share on Facebook.  If you are near my age, you will remember these classic candies.  Neither were any good for you but that was before we worried about too much sugar.  

I started training for my new little job last week.  I think it will be just what I need to get out of the house and also put a little change in my pocket.  

Not much to tell otherwise.  I dropped another insulin bottle which caused me to go into a frantic search on the internet to find something to protect the vials.  Who knew - on ADW Diabetic website I found a vial protector, kind of like a cozy for drinks, and a little contraption to slip over the syringe to magnify the numbers.  Yep, I'm officially at the stage where you start buying contraptions to help you handle that which you cannot easily do anymore.  

My new boss gave me a gift card for my Birthday so I bought a new set of sheets.  I've tried to let myself buy new sheets for quite a while but just couldn't seem to push the button.  So a gift card gave me permission to buy something I wanted but was not on "Need" list yet.  

I also think I might be up for going out to dinner tonight.  I try to live a frugal lifestyle and eating out is an expense I do not often allow myself.  It just seems wasteful to me but a birthday is special so if I can think of something I am in the mood for, the daughter and I may go out tonight.  The son and grandgirls are too far away to join us.  I'll make a birthday celebration when the grandgirls next visit.  They don't care if it is the exact date and the little artist loves to draw birthday pictures and tape to the wall.

I'll tell you more about the job later.  I trained two half days last week and will go three half days this week, then full time the next week.  It is very nice having this in-depth training.  I also go for a blood work up on Wednesday.  Since my numbers have been wacko lately, I do have to worry about organs being damaged.  So far no problem.  I'm sure it will be the same this time. 

Here are a couple of my favorite Maxine cartoons on Birthdays: 

Wednesday, February 7, 2018

Feeling Knackered

I'm sitting here this morning, after reading my email and drinking my coffee, thinking about whether I have a blog in me to share today.  

I just couldn't think of anything interesting to share and then I thought to myself that I'm just too knackered to write today.  Hahaha.  I had to laugh at myself.  "Knackered."  Now I'm thinking in British Slang.  Kind of like when you start dreaming in a foreign language they say you have mastered it.  

I watch a lot of British TV and some of the blogs I read are written by British bloggers.  Somewhere along the line, I seem to have assimilated some British slang into my own way of thinking.  (I quite like the term "Bloody" too but haven't figure out if it is a curse word.) 

Anway, I just thought "Knackered" was a lovely way to describe the tired (mentally and physically) why I was feeling.  Do you have any foreign terms, or worse, old-foggy words you use to describe feelings, likes or dislikes? 

Thursday, February 1, 2018

What Does Ambition Mean to a Boomer?

Isn't that a great quote?  Lately, I have been dealing with the 18-year-old Grandson who doesn't seem to have the drive I want for him.  (If I could only throw it in the nest for him!) 

I was doing a little thinking and researching over the internet - I'm beginning to think the internet is part of my internal thinking machine.  Scary.

Anyway, I fixated on the word Ambition and was trying to think how I could bring this into a good conversation with him.  Uh-oh.  I realized I had no example in my life that I could share with him.  

Then I got to thinking what was Ambition in the life of a Boomer?  What strong desire to do or achieve did I have?  
My Ambition is to become a (what)?  The things I had strived to be:  the cutest teenager I could be, the smartest student in the class (oh well, failed that one), the best Parent ever, the hardest working and most dependable Legal Assistant, on to Loving and Caring Grandparent, then on to Retiree with the most enjoyable lifestyle. 

As they say, "Been there, Done that."  Now what.  If I don't have an Ambition am I the same lazy dazy being my Grandson is?  I'm pretty sure I don't like that comparison. 

Are you still trying to climb Mt. Everest or become a Prima Ballerina?  Do you have any Ambition in your life?  What does Ambition Mean to a Boomer?

Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Essential Oils and Diffuser

Does anyone have any experience using Essential Oils and a Diffuser for treating symptoms from allergies? 

I've seen a lot of posts on Pinterest about Essential Oils.  They have recommendations for different scents like sleep, relaxation, energy, etc. as well as recommendations for just good old smell good combinations. 

I take a lot of allergy medicine.  I really hate taking pills so I thought maybe, just maybe, there is something to this essential oil business. 

I also saw this:

This process uses beeswax with essential oils.  Hahaha.  It reminds me of seeing police procedurals where they put this gunk under their nose before going into autopsies.  

I believe some of these ideas could work.  I just don't have any real experience with them.  

As anyone tried any essential oil treatment or some natural treatment for allergies that works for them?