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Monday, October 2, 2017

Deja vue


It’s like November 9, 2016, isn’t it. Ground Hog day, all over again. I think tomorrow I’ll cash in my forever postcards and a small stack of uncashed checks accumulating in the junk corner and go back to the task of dialing the gop. And make another donation to Senator Brown.

Laura absolutely cringes when I launch into my best Janis Joplin: “Oh lord, won’t you buy me a color TV; dialing for gop-ers is waiting for me.” I live in a little blue pocket of Ohio, and have two blue members of Congress, though Josh Mandel seems to be mounting a strong challenge to Sherrod Brown. Portman, my other senator, needs to hear the president must be rebuked for bullying Ms. Cruz.

“I would like Senator Portman to make a public statement condemning the president’s words and expressing support for our fellow citizens in Puerto Rico.” I’ve learned from a friend of mine, it’s good to have them write it down, as often a necessary, until they can read it back. It could be a pleasant change from all the gun legislation calls they may be receiving.

Ann called me today, and made a reference to retiring. I reminded her, a trifle bitterly, I did not retire from my last job. Oh, she meant weaving, my last full time job. She just doesn’t understand how we “old ladies” cannot become accustomed to having nothing to do all day. She may be down in two weeks, to discuss this.

My only job tomorrow is to take Laura to a Crewmembers Venturing meeting. Venturing is a BSA off shoot for boys and girls. We missed the first meeting due to the car brouhaha, and the driv-ee is anxious not to miss sign up for Cedar Point Halloween. Laura has not accepted the driving anywhere since I got back the car. It will be dusk, driving to Garfield Heights tomorrow, but not six p.m. Wednesday, to band practice.

Quite the agenda, eh?


The Methodist chicken, refurbished for election day. Remember to vote in your own precinct, in November.

20 comments:

  1. This old lady misses her job more than she can say...but has a husband who needs care.
    It is not that I have nothing to do...but what I have to do is hardly fulfilling!

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    1. I know, Helen. It's not OK to be sidelined, it's just what we must do. May all our burdens lighten, sooner than later.

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  2. The last time I was at Cedar Point was about 30 years ago. I spent most of the day watching the Demon Drop. I wanted one last family trip before my children began going off on their own. I don't ride the rides and I was becoming irritable wathing them. So I told them we'd meet at a certain time at the Demon Drop. I had time to calm down and we ordered pizza at the hotel.

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  3. My retirement wasn't voluntary. I discovered I had been defining myself by what I did. It took a while, but I can now accept that it WAS time for me to leave paid employment. And my life is full.
    Thank you for your calls. On this side of the world the man wearing the title of your President worries me. A lot.

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  4. I hope Laura doesn't leave it too long to begin driving again, don't let one minor mishap spoil her whole future.

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  5. Hari OM
    As River says, it may be time to mount that horse again for Laura; but it is also good not to push the matter. Maybe just a drive around the 'hood' of the van park for now? That would one more little 'to do' on your list. YAM xx

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  6. Save the chickens! We used to farm a lot of ostrich...

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  7. After an accident, it is often difficult to face your fears and get back behind the wheel. Laura is so young and I am sure she will find the right time soon.

    I really don't like retirement, except on Mondays.

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  8. She'll get back to it on the day she really really wants to go somewhere and you refuse to drive lol. Keep busy Joanne...it's what keeps us kicking.

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  9. I didn't think I would ever retire but it sort of happened anyway as my business petered out and I don't have the desire to get out there and promote it any longer. well, just the commission part of my work. more time now to do the cast glass and garden. empty days don't happen here.

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  10. Joanne, for some reason, everyone who comments on your blog it shows up in my mail, totally weird.

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    1. You probably clicked 'notify me' in the comments box inadvertently.

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    2. Mac n' Janet, I was about to say the same as Rachel. To reverse the process, just click the checkmark by "Notify me" to make it disappear.

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  11. Nice text!
    Retirement has become a distant dream here in Brazil...

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  12. You are still a busy lady. I'd be cemented to the couch by now, reading from my stack of books :)

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  13. I'd like to hear your Janis Joplin, Joanne.

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  14. My son can't understand why I don't want to retire because he would in a minute if he could. I guess I felt the same way at 43 but not now. I keep thinking just give me one more year - one more graduation and then I will hang it up ... but maybe not. With a live in young granddaughter who may lose her medicaid under this administration I have a good reason to keep working.

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    1. I do wonder how much more expensive insurance can get, and start sinking into the mud, until my son in law says he can no longer afford it.

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