I think I forgot how to write

It's been so long since I've written here.  I kinda forgot about it and HOW to do it.  I suppose these days, I can just ask AI du jour to write it for me.  But where's the fun in that?  I feel like there are so many posts I should have written, but alas, I didn't.  Do I go back and talk about specific trips?  Post photos?  That seems lame, but also lame to leave them out.  They were meaningful at the time.  I've had several wonderful trips to see various members of my family, across the country.  I was flying home the other day and simultaneously whined to myself about how exhausting it is whilst also marveling at how fast one can travel thousands of miles.  Still, it's no Star Trek transporter, which makes future family visits seem daunting.

Plus, sometimes when I return home, I'm faced with a random problem.  This time was not a broken AC thankfully (which has happened at least 3x), but rather a flat tire.  I guess I had a slow leak that got worse just sitting for days.  I had my car towed to my mechanic, and they called me an hour later saying they hadn't gotten it yet.  WTF?  Turns out my tow truck driver got a flat tire on his way there.  Irony?  Coincidence?  Wendy's bad tire karma being contagious?  By the way, I wasn't being dramatic taking my car to the mechanic for a flat tire.  I decided those tires were old, that one had a nail and wouldn't hold air from my compressor, and I should buy new tires. Incidentally, those tires were purchased after I had a blowout returning from the airport on a previous trip several years ago.

I'm sitting here this morning waiting to hear that my car is ready, but also medicated from a migraine and hoping they don't call too soon.  Oh well, time to make the coffee!  You can view it here: www.youtube.com/@wendiverse, if you're so inclined.

getting older isn't for pussies

Getting older or wiser?  Maybe both?

It's weird to realize that I'm not as physically strong as I used to be, although maybe I'm mentally stronger.   People lament about youth being wasted on the young.  But maybe they need that added boost because life is fucking hard sometimes.  Imagine starting off life looking and feeling old AND having to learn all of life's tough lessons.

It's weird to look in the mirror and see someone other than who I expect.  Nowadays, I try not to be as concerned about how attractive my body is, but rather how functional it is.  I'm grateful that it's still very functional, without too much pain. 

It's harder to get off the ground, but it's easier to have more compassion for people.

It's harder to see smaller print, but it's easier to lend a solicitous ear.

It's both harder and easier to make friends.  Harder because less opportunity and easier because I am more accepting and don't care as much how other people are judging me.

Every time I start to think I've reached some stability, Life comes in and says "Nope!"  I guess that's one of the lessons I've learned -- the impermanence of everything.  I'm feeling stable now and trying to enjoy it without worrying what's going to fuck it up next.