Old Is For Humans

I wake up in pain, do all my work that I do everyday.  The pain never stops unless I lie back down in a perfectly flat position. Then my mind hurts because nothing is getting done.

If this is Arthritis then everyone who has it needs to be in a hospice.  It is no wonder that the majority of aging humans that I see have a grim determined look on their faces that appears to be chiseled into their countenance.  Which is exactly what it is: They are doing their best to do that which needs to be done on a daily basis and more importantly, complete the work.

It is Saturday. I have cooked, served, eaten and cleaned up breakfast for Paul and myself.

It is 11:36am. by the computer clock. I need a nap.

Yesterday Paul power sawed the remainder of the tree donated by Hurricane IKE. He finished the job, and he was taxed to the limit of his endurance. His comment was, “I will not be walking on the treadmill this evening.” Do you see what I mean? He had to work that hard to justify not doing what he does every day. He turned his chiseled determined face toward the shower and clean clothes.

I need a nap. For the Houston area, it is cold. I am cold. I have lost one of my favorite fuzzy black long warm socks, so I have on the one and will continue to look for the other, if it takes the remained of the day. If I don’t keep the one I have on my foot, I will forget what I am looking for and never find the other sock.

After my nap from exhausting myself serving breakfast, I will put on my determined chiseled face and continue the search. Paul thinks I look funny.

Our blood pressure is up because we need the extra air to turn the next page in our lives.

Happy January, 2010. 

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