Wednesday

January 3, 2024. Summer is over.  For roses and old women. But, we hang on.

Did some work today. It’s always reassuring that I can remember how to log into the systems. 

The Twilight Zone

At the New Year’s Eve dinner, it was suggested that we should optimistically project how many more years we expected to live and act accordingly. I MOST optimistically give myself five years. If I am lucky I’ll see 2029. 2029 seems impossibly far away. But 5 years MAX seems far too short. 

I am working on this. It’s a mind game. I have 5 more summers. How am I going to use them? I have 260 more Friday Happy Hours. 60 more months to enjoy.  When do I stop rearranging the deck chairs on the Titanic?  


After wrapping up work. I went for a “brisk” walk. And had cake for lunch. (5 years = 1,867 lunches) It was carrot cake. I have a friend who says “Carrot cake is a vegetable”. That’s what friends are for.

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