I had an appointment early this morning that I'd been planning for all week. Once I hit the road, I realized that I'd miscalculated how long it would take to get to my appointment and I had to cancel. How did I make that mistake?
Yes, I am a forgetful Old Grandpa! Today was the first day in months that I actually needed to get up, shower, get dressed and show up somewhere on time. And, I didn't get it done!
What's going on? Am I starting to lose it?
Punctuality and work ethic. Those are the traits I've always taken the most pride in. Always to work on time. Never miss an appointment.
Am I beginning to fade out of this world? I've disconnected in so many ways. Don't care so much whether people can reach me on the phone. Not in a hurry to return e-mails. I spend an incredible amount of time all alone.
I have five years of serious baby sitting ahead of me. I'll be taking care of infant twins and a toddler three afternoons a week. That doesn't leave a lot of room for a job. I have probably exited the working world, unless the ideal part time job just appears.
I don't mind the being alone. It's taking time to learn how to use all that space and time that I now have to myself. Nothing is urgent. Nothing really has to be done, except to feed and clean up after myself.
Spring has almost arrived up here in the Catskill Mountains and I am about to be released from cabin fever. I've already taken my bicycle into the shop and gotten it ready for the season. Trying to decide whether I can afford to do the same with my Harley. As soon as it warms up, I'll be spending much of my time outdoors.