Getting Old REALLY sucks

 

           SATURDAY 4/2/22 8AM-Well we're at the Germantown flea market; and I’m sitting in the car waiting for Dianne to finish. I just couldn’t handle the walking and standing.
I don’t need to accumulate any more stuff; in fact I need to start donating clothing, among other things.         I don’t know that I need to, but I want to get a Fender Telecaster of some sort, maybe that will rejuvenate me into playing Music. I could trade my Blues Junior III which is more than heavy enough and hopefully find a Telecaster of some sort at Victor Litz. I’m thinking a Squier  or a Squier Afinity, which is even less expensive. I saw a Blues Junior III on eBay for $540. *I* think that Litz should give me $200 bucks for it, except that the reverb needs to be fixed.
      I’ll go the day Dianne leaves for Florida. I’m probably wishing it was Wednesday as much as she is. I expect to do some barhopping while she’s gone as well. And I’ll be looking for live music and/or an open mic someplace.
            10:50PM--we're still planning to donate stuff tomorrow, but we're not getting up at the crack of Dawn. On the other hand if *I* get up that early, I'll go to Safeway and get some boxes--for whatever books I'm getting rid of. And clothing too, although the clothing might be (mostly) T-shirts. I looked in the mirror and thought to myself  "You've changed your facial appearance, and your hairstyle and you have a favorite hat, maybe you should change the style of clothes you wear. I've got a bunch of short sleeved shirts and jackets from the Skip Booth Collection :). Maybe I'll make the switch while Dianne is in Florida.
SUNDAY 4/3/22 9:42AM--should be leaving to go donate stuff in about an hour or so. Sooner would be nice, but I'm not in charge.
10:35AM--I came up with one box of books. It was (IMO) hard work. So I'll get it done--slowly. I might not have much to do once Dianne leaves for Florida.
7:03PM--washing my new faded jeans and my new (NOT) faded jeans...gonna wash my new button-down shirts too, but not at the same time. I've got until 11PM or so. I think I can squeeze in a haircut after Monday's Physical Therapy. It may mean skipping my afternoon nap, but it might be worth it.
8:08PM--If I could change ONE thing about getting older, it would be to stop being so f**king clumsy.
8:30PM--If I could, I'd make an appointment with Dianne's therapist to find out why she's so angry, possibly with only me.
10:46PM--gonna take two Trazodones, watch the Dick Van Dyke show (two episodes) and go to bed. I dunno if I will, but I would like to take a shower in the morning.