- Death. The only option other than living is death. I don't worry about when my life will end, only the way it does. I am trying to live as long and well as I can. Love, laugh and live.
- Taxes. Barb tells me we probably need to pay more taxes and do a better job as a society supporting the really important things in life. I don't tell her but I do agree that there are a lot of things we could spend more on and make our life better.
- Transportation. There was a time I would have put the word Cars here but as I look back, no matter what we drove, they turned into transportation and the memories of where we went are a lot more important than how we got there.
- Clothes. I have never been a person that spent a lot of money on what I wore except for the uniforms I wore when I was in the Guard or Regular Army. Now I wear clothes to be warm or not to be naked. The other day the rod holding up my clothes fell down and I hauled off a bag of clothes to the Salvation Army. Probably need to haul off a bag or two more. I do find that a few quality things often outlast and outwear piles of cheap clothes. A good work shirt from Tractor Supply will last a lot longer than a fancy shirt from Macy's.
- Shoes. This is one area that I probably spend more on than most people do. I do not own a lots of pairs of shoes, just a few pairs of darned good comfortable shoes and a couple pairs of boots. Barb told me one time that if you try on a pair of shoes and they aren't comfortable from the start, don't buy them. Good Advice.
- Friendship/love and Sex. I have a world full of friends. There are some I love and darned few that I have had sex with. My advice to anyone out there is to think about that and remember to keep the categories clear in your mind. I recommend you only have sex with someone that you most of all love and they should also be a friend because if you do it right, there will be a lot more friendship than love and a danged lot more love than sex.
- Stuff. There is a lot of confusion about the things that are important and stuff. I have a lot of stuff and darned few things that raise to the level of importance. By cluttering up my life with stuff, I am sure that I have lost view of what's really important. I could probably haul off a dumpster full of stuff and be better off for it. But that would take time and that leads me to the next topic.
- Time. I wish I had a better understanding of time. There are a lot of times I want time to go fast and get to move on to more important places and times. Then when I look back, I wish I had more time to do things the way I wanted to do them. I have spent 66 years wishing I had time go by faster and now I want it to slow the hell down. Oh well.
- Houses. I grew up poor and there were a lot of mornings that I woke up with frost on the inside of the window near my bed. As I remember it, the only carpet we ever had in our house was the one I scrounged up as a young teenager and the neighbors got a new carpet in their living room. As I have progressed through life, I have had a series of bigger and better houses until now Barb and I have about 1500 sq. feet each and neither one of us are in love with keeping that much space clean. If I had any less, where would I put all that stuff I have spent a lifetime accumulating.
- Reading. I spent a lifetime in the Military reading and writing things and I thought just how nice it would be to retire and forget about that. Here I sit at the keyboard wishing my vision was better so I could read more. Danged Disgusting that we need to grow old and take naps. What's next, diapers? Depends...
Dennis is a retired Colonel living with his wife, Barbara, in Tecumseh, KS. Some of these Posts are filtered through the memory of a "not so Young Man" and you might have to utilize your built in crap detector to filter truth from memory errors. Si Vis Pacem, Para Bellum. If you wish for peace, prepare for War. Our current Congress is "Stupid with zeros on the end...
11/09/2013
Certainty
There are some things that just won't change. Here is just a few to think about:
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