Sorry to hear about the hospital stay and complications, Bubba...Have you had the stent removal surgery yet? If so, how did it go? If not, when is it scheduled? Best of wishes and a flood of prayers about all of it.
How are things going with Dee? Are the plans still on to get back together "officially"?Will the FL house go on the market this Spring? I'm hoping you won't have to deal with any of that until you're done with the next surgery and healed. It would probably be better to stay near your physicians until your situation is more stable and, at least somewhat, squared away.
Some tough times here, but that's pretty much SSDD.
Oh well--if we croak at least we won't have to deal with the Trump "Presidency." Hahaha!
That cartoon puts a whole new slant on "kissing under the mistletoe." :>)
Yup. Sounds like a busy Christmas Eve and Christmas for you, but when it's with family, that's a good thing! :>) (Or usually, haha!)
I'm confused when you said that Dee was living in the house and you are still somewhere else, apparently. So, is she still giving the idea of getting back together a trial run? Are you going to move back to Ohio together. Or, is it all still up in the air. I'm interested, but all that really matters is that you feel that things are good. I agree, if it's good, don't sweat the details.
Nothing going on here for Christmas, but it's been a good day with lots of phone calls and emails. Pretty festive.
I hope your day has been great and that the rest of the holidays follow suit.
I'm glad to hear that Thanksgiving was good, Tee, even though you didn't do the cooking.Yeah--the silver lining there is the no cleaning up bit. :>)
I loved the "ghost hug." If you see anything lurking in the corner, that's my astral body looking for a chance to hug you back. It is so good to know that friends and loved ones are out there, isn't it?
Is Dee back in Florida with you? I thought so, then realized I wasn't 100% sure.
I hope you have a great Christmas--better than you ever imagined.
I understand. I haven't been around much for the same reason, but also because of just feeling too crappy. I know you're on Facebook. I was a long time ago but shut my account down because of too many privacy issues. I appreciate that you'll check back here because of me.
How are things going generally? I assume, still good, and that's what I'm always rooting for! :>)
Nah. As it turns out, making and saving money may not have done you any good.
I won't tell you the whole long story, but after losing all my money from a series of disasters, illnesses, dumb choices, and caring for my mom for 17 years, I found out that my social security had fallen from the maximum to the absolute minimum. DUH! I just hadn't thought about what the years spent caring for Mom and not being able to work outside the home was doing to my benefits. In my addled brain, I thought those years would act as a kind of place keeper and that my SS benefits would remain at the same level they were when they'd been calculated after 35+ years of work. WHAT AN IDIOT I WAS!
So, don't be hard on yourself. We all seem to end up in the same boat. In fact, now I wish I hadn't worked so many hours and put so much money away. I missed out on a lot of living by doing that.
HAHAHA! You, Mr. Friendly, may be getting an invitation from "Les Girls" sooner than you think.
I'm sorry for all the BS. Sounds like life as a "senior."
A senior what, I'd like to know? It's not like we get to graduate and go on to a bright future. Haha!
I wonder how many people find themselves really prepared for being older? Particularly older and sick... I did the "right" things and had more than enough money for a happy, active retirement. That's until a swarm of disasters, including the big ol' stock market crash, changed it all. I bet a lot of boomers have ended up in the same boat.
Suzan and I joke that we'll just live in a Volkswagen and push one another around in our wheelchairs, running over anybody who gets in our way--maybe do some juggling for pennies and expired cans of white asparagus from the back of some rich person's pantry.:>)
That or we'll "take in friends," as my mother used to call prostitution. Equal opportunity, of course.