Days of the past

When I woke today, I had an issue that was on my mind.  I had paid my rent on the apartment using bill pay from my bank, I knew better but I still was trying to use services that were provided.  I do not use paper checks, do not believe in them.  We had a holiday, so the delivery was moved around by the bank in the processing.  Well it was a sizable value and I know the three day rule of the apartments lease.  The check had cleared the bank but not delivered as of yesterday, today when the mail was delivered, my check was delivered and I was sitting in the office.  I was so relieved.

I had to purchase a new printer this morning, the old one for some reason had a failure code of 97 and I could not find the problem.  I got a cheap HP but full function, heck it even has its own email.  I guess I can go online 1000 miles away and go on line and print at home.  What is this world coming to, a machine with an email.

Now, as I do this, I have Elvis on YouTube doing his Gospel songs.  He for sure was good at that, of course I guess it did not pay as well as Rock n Roll.  I saw one of his concerts once in 1976 in Omaha, NE, the same year that I joined the Navy.

Days of the past…miss those days but life moves on for the good or bad.

Ambitious, animated, never manipulated

As I sit at my desk, I am busy on something that is either easy or hard for me.  I, sometimes, do not know if I should give up (that is not me), jump up and down (this makes no sense, it you jump up then why jump down as you will fall down anyway), or be intellectually inclined and keep trying harder.  I have never felled at but one thing in my life and that was marriage.  I shall keep working on any manipulations that might bother me, become ambitious and win the battles ahead.  Oh, I for got animated: well I have not made the cartoons yet.

Move forward and conquer all in front of me, only then may I look back and say I did it on my own.

It’s been a week

I am, herein, expressing my opinion from my own perspective of what I did last week .  It is simple but sad all the same.  I have since 2010 been going to breakfast at the Waffle House in my home town, mostly every day.  Now I have seen many come and many go from there.  Some that I use to talk to left for good, their time card was punched and their pink slip received saying their days on earth had come to an end.  I, on the other hand, have grown tired of the early rise in the morning just to go there and socialize with other old people that had to go to work, yet not able to, laugh, and pay a lot just to sit there and criticize each other just for the heck of it.

Well, last week I made the decision not to go all week.  I honored myself with that decision and this morning I went to see what I had been missing and enjoying for a week.  It did not take long for me to see what I had not missed.  luckily, one old friend did come in and we talked a bit, he as I, do not desire the attitudes of some, so we had a great conversation and he went to the gym and I came home.  I may go back on Monday just to say hello to a friend that works there and will be in at 5:45AM.  Then I think I most likely call it quits and cook at home much cheaper and to my taste.  No attitudes, and child play of 70 year old or older.

Last week I slept better, ate better, felt better, and just plain enjoyed myself as much as I could.  I am not at the age that I have to just do the best that I can and hope it goes well with the Boss upstairs.

It’s been a week for a decision, I have now made it.

I see a sense of sadness, but it is Government

Watching the tube today “Fox Business” and I see a sense of sadness, but it is Government.  The Congress submitted a funding bill, the Democrats singing instead of voting, The President not happy – called a meeting – and refused to sign it as is.  They think the might have a way to get what he wants and will sign.  They are back at work to make a new presentation.  The stock market is reacting strongly at the proposal and also the rate increase.

In my opinion, I see the turmoil ahead to be very unproductive.  I believe the Government will not accomplish anything of value during the next couple of years.  Why would anyone want more than one term in this atmosphere?

I see a sense of sadness, but it is Government.

Locomotion

My TV for tonight has been laid to sleep, I am about to move in that direction also.  I am getting my locomotion in gear and begin my migration toward that creature called a bed.  I call it a creature because it really does not treat me right, but again, I am getting used to that also from so many sources.

I remember the song of many years past, “Locomotion”.  I use to enjoy hearing it but I never tried to dance to it.