Nobody is Promised Tomorrow. . .
Easing into travel mode.
Trying to get the hang of independent travel when the traveller is 80+.
It is not realistic to plan more than one activity per day.
This is my new reality.
Morning walk about The Asylum,
Decided to photograph some weeds.
If I remember to use my phone like a camera instead of a phone,
I can still make a decent image.
Grateful that, for all my bitching about old age, I can still wander around Planet Earth.
One slow adventure at a time.
No appearance by the sun this morning.
For many years, The Asylum has marked Pride Month with a “parade” around our parking lot.
This dog decided she didn’t want anything to do with the parade around the parking lot. It was too hot, and there were no treats.
As for me, I did a little test packing today. My backpack is a hair under 12 pounds. With everything, including my purse and cane. Under the wire at 12 pounds.
I am used to packing for size, not for weight. I want to be sure I make it under the Harbour Air 15-pound limit.
Grateful for all my gay friends here at the Asylum.
Then again, I don’t really think of them as my gay friends.
I just think of them as my friends.
Grateful for all my friends here at the Asylum.
I was worried. The sky was much too orange.
Weather-wise, the day turned out just fine.
And I haven’t killed anyone today.
Sometimes, that’s about as good as it gets.
Twenty-five years ago today, it seems I spent the entire day killing computer viruses.
Some things change.
Some don’t.
Grateful that while my life has sometimes been tedious, it has rarely been boring.
Another lazy day.
What can I say?
I am starting to bore myself.
Good thing I am heading out on an adventure soon.
A week from today – I go on a seaplane.
Or are they called float planes.
Will find out.
Rumbling around in the Google Photos, I found this from when I was cleaning out Carlton’s stuff 11 years ago.
We must have been in Lowell Mass.
It would have been 2002.
The park didn’t understand that Carlton did not do computers.
Frequently, if he was in charge of closing he would ask me to come an help him turn off this or that computer.
But the man tried.
Grateful for another cool dry summer’s day.
Mid-afternoon. 69°.
Not summer.
Not complaining either.
By 0600 hours this morning, all of yesterday’s issues with bank transfers and SSL Certifications had been resolved.
I use Google Photos to get images from the Pixel Phone to the Mac. Google Photos is always showing off old photos. Today, it showed off one of Carlton.
Grateful that I haven’t had to change or laundry sheets in over 10 years. An advantage of living in The Asylum.
Sunrise.
That’s a good start.
Email from bank.
We were unable to process your funds transfer at this time.
And I call the bank.
What do you mean?
You have been doing that on the 20th of the month for 10 years?!
After 2 hours on hold and talking to this person and that person and the other person.
The Annuity Department will rerun the tranfer tonight.
This does not make me feel better.
So, to completely ruin the day.
I decide. Today I will renew the SSL Certificate.
That process is ongoing.
Have no idea if the Blog or the Blogger will survive.
Grateful to have enough brain cells left to attempt to solve these problems.
The outcome remains uncertain.
Brunch with most of the Asylum Family.
I brought the bagels.
Didn’t eat bagels. The electric bear lurks.
However, I enjoyed the walk to the bagel store.
Nobody is promised tomorrow.
Enjoy every brunch.
Bring the bagels.
What I planned.
A lazy day reading a textbook on Trigeminal Neuralgia.
What I did.
Went downtown to inspect The Reflecting Pool.
Took the bus to the Metro to GW University
But today’s target isn’t magnolias. Head down 23rd Street. I can see the Kennedy Center.
Past The Institute for Peace.
However, upon closer inspection.
Actually, two shades of green.
The hoses appear to be going into the storm drains. Into the Potomac River. Into the Chesapeake Bay. Into the Atlantic Ocean.
I worry about this duck family.
Time to head to the Smithsonian Metro Station. But first.
The way to the Metro is blocked.
Wondering where the National Guard is?
After all, DC is a very dangerous place.
47 told us so.
The National Guard should be protecting the algae or the ducks or something.
Sleep easy tonight. The National Guard is protecting the crosswalk.
Grateful that I was able to take this 4-mile stroll around DC on a nice summer day.
Whatever happens is what I planned.
An actual accomplishment today.
One tote bag of “stuff” was removed from The Old Bat’s Cave.
I have been here almost 11 years.
I am over stuffed.
And, I wanted the stuff gone. NOW.
Off I went with my tote bag of stuff.
You might notice that my fellow bus rider has her smallest kid secured to her person with a pink sheet.
Totally effective.
And it doesn’t require any additional stuff.
Before I got rid of all my camera stuff several years ago, I made much better pictures of insects. Grateful for many a fun summer photographing bees and flowers.
Ran into this little guy on my after dinner stroll yesterday.
Parental Unit was eying me.
I didn’t dally.
Today is a lazy day.
And that’s OK.
Very OK.
Almost time to renew my SSL Certificate.
Always an adventure.
What will happen when I get too old and clueless to do it?
I guess it won’t matter.
Grateful for a lazy almost summer day.
Today seemed like a good day for a walk.
Got in about 2 miles, then hopped a bus back to the Asylum.
This is Southwest Boundary Stone No. 6 (SW6). It sits in the median outside the Asylum.
For me, its very existence is a symbol of hope.
The Boundary Stones were placed in 1791-1792 by order of President Washington.
And it’s still there.
Never mind that it was hit by a car a couple of years ago.
SW6 is a survivor.
Grateful for a nice day and a good walk.
No complaints today.
Feeling confident enough to get back to planning my escape to Canada. Have a room in the Vancouver YWCA for one night and a ViaRail ticket to ride from Vancouver to Toronto. There are some blanks that need filling in. Soon. Like maybe tomorrow.
Grateful that I can still get though a 60minute yoga class. Albeit an easy class.