Starting The Second Full Day Being Fifty
Back on my diet after destroying it on my Birthday.
Hi Stephen , hope you had a good weekend and your week is going good.
Overdid the cake a bit, now I need to hunker back down on my diet. Didn't do much for my real fiftieth but decorate outside for Christmas, still need to put the lights out. Drink of choice sparking water, plain water and tea.
Somber thinking back on my life and some of my fondest memories. My favorite year in school was my eighth grade.
I was in that transition stage of being a child, teenager to young adult. I had the best teachers and one that brought the charm of New England to his teaching English.
Most of all, it was just being a kid. Boy it has been something.
Today Carianne asked me if it felt different being fifty, ...no not really, guess I haven't really given it much thought. I see it in my face and feel it in my body though.
Social Security stated to me although I have some difficulty working, some jobs I can do, wish they could refer some..My teaching is very slow now, no classes this coming month. Apparently they don't need my floral skills, they didn't want me on the register. I knew that would happen given my hearing but mostly my years away from it.
It always makes me feel down and out and OLD. I am trying not to give up, sometimes when the world moves faster and I move slower, it doesn't help.
You not being here and me unable to come your direction makes me discouraged and hopeless about love and romance. Seems like it has been lost. I think I have buried all those beautiful feelings down deep in the treasure chest of my heart. It isn't that I don't love you because I do very much, it's just without you there isn't a need to have romance in my life.
So I travel on day to day with the kids, sisters and my parents.
So I guess the second day being fifty is melancholy.
But my love and prayers are for you Schizz and your family
Sally
Hi Stephen , hope you had a good weekend and your week is going good.
Overdid the cake a bit, now I need to hunker back down on my diet. Didn't do much for my real fiftieth but decorate outside for Christmas, still need to put the lights out. Drink of choice sparking water, plain water and tea.
Somber thinking back on my life and some of my fondest memories. My favorite year in school was my eighth grade.
I was in that transition stage of being a child, teenager to young adult. I had the best teachers and one that brought the charm of New England to his teaching English.
Most of all, it was just being a kid. Boy it has been something.
Today Carianne asked me if it felt different being fifty, ...no not really, guess I haven't really given it much thought. I see it in my face and feel it in my body though.
Social Security stated to me although I have some difficulty working, some jobs I can do, wish they could refer some..My teaching is very slow now, no classes this coming month. Apparently they don't need my floral skills, they didn't want me on the register. I knew that would happen given my hearing but mostly my years away from it.
It always makes me feel down and out and OLD. I am trying not to give up, sometimes when the world moves faster and I move slower, it doesn't help.
You not being here and me unable to come your direction makes me discouraged and hopeless about love and romance. Seems like it has been lost. I think I have buried all those beautiful feelings down deep in the treasure chest of my heart. It isn't that I don't love you because I do very much, it's just without you there isn't a need to have romance in my life.
So I travel on day to day with the kids, sisters and my parents.
So I guess the second day being fifty is melancholy.
But my love and prayers are for you Schizz and your family
Sally
My Nerdy Tom Boyish picture from 8th grade.
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