Life 101 Continued

Feeling pretty down about life and the world and what a lowlife scumbag you've become ("you've" as in me) .....

        and opportunities or long existing dream possibilities you've (meaning me again) messed up and missed out on .....

And then an old friend calls and you spend an hour or two remembering, talking and laughing about the old times and old friends and life these days and whatnot and come away feeling better about yourself and maybe you're not such a lowlife bottom dweller after all, and just that we've all been through stuff and it sometimes shapes how you deal with future chances and that you were never trying to hurt anyone along the way and that we all just have our little oddities and fears about us that cause us to do whatever we unexplainedly choose to do, or fail to do as we attempt to move forward and that sometimes blind us along the way to what might exist in front of us and if we had another chance just maybe could act upon that second chance in a hopefully much better manner and to the approval of everyone involved, which is her and myself .....

......  and I'm probably making somewhere between very little to zero sense but that's ok because I'm just typing here and words just come out in whatever totally random order they choose to and you're trying to just let it flow without editing too much, except to correct spelling and fat fingered typing errors and a year from now if I were to be lucky enough to still be around and am reading this, I likely won't remember what exactly happened in this moment on this day and in this place to kick start all this reaction but I do feel a deep sense of gratitude and appreciation to the friend that called at just the right moment to take your mind off today and what might or might not happen tomorrow and that the totality of life is very much like that first Psychology 101 class that you sat through during freshman year in college, where you were confused and had little awareness of what was going on. 

...... and you realize that as you are just months away from turning 70, you're still facing and hoping to overcome fears and working on figuring out life ..... and even life 101 at that, not to mention life 102 or the even more advanced and complicated life 402, or how ever they numbered those college upper division courses. 

And a sidenote ..... I guess I'm still dealing with feeling a little bothered and hurt since the pretty little dark brown cat (with a little black and gray coloring mixed in), that let me pet it the other evening as I was out walking, approached me upon my afternoon arrival home today, sniffed the cat treats I attempted to provide, turned and walked away ..... which I think I subconsciously interpreted as a sign of my life. 

Potential New Look

While sitting and waiting at a red light ....

Watching an older guy, most likely younger than myself, crossing the street in front of me with the assistance of a walker.

But what I was really taking note of was his button-down sweater.

And then the sudden realization of that's what I need.

I mean, I'm at the right age.

I could pull off this new and hip, older dude look.

And I certainly need a wardrobe update from my usual two or three untucked long sleeved shirts .....

        ..... that look is getting kind of stale.

Hell I could just use a wardrobe at all. 

Old School

Recently returned to mostly 'old school' to get the desired results.

All these new-fangled, high-tech mops (I've tried two or three), never achieve the hoped for goals in difficult to reach places without the distorting of your body in ways that a near 70-year-old struggles mightily to recover from. 

I love the simple and easy features of old school ..... no assembly, no instructions for use with only like 5% new technology to ease the ordeal.

The bathroom floor sure looks pretty now.

I'm nearly happy as can be.

How the Sub–Sandwich Shop and 7-11 May Have Added Longevity to My Life

I ordered my sub sandwich and feeling desperation for a coke, searched the soft drink case only to discover that they carry pepsi products, which I've come to staunchly believe is a sin to accept as a substitute for coke so thought instead that I would stop at the 7-11 down the road for my ice cold coke fix which in fact I've been moderately successful in kicking the habit for the past nearly two years, but was feeling weak tonight.

Farther on, as I approached the 7-11, I noticed a rough estimate of seventeen cars in their parking lot, probably mostly teenagers and 20-somethings, which these days, I mostly try to avoid contact with and combined with preemptively stressing over the eventual departure and the next-to-impossible and highly dangerous (but somehow legal) left turn I would have to attempt for the quickest route home, a left turn I'm not willing to attempt any longer in my senior years at any hour outside of my perceived 1-5:00am window of calm, decided to pass on by, coke-less.

So, no Coca Cola for me tonight!! Which just may have saved my life.