I'm up early this morning, as usual, counting my senior pennies. Not going back to work. That's not really an option. Don't want to bang out code or do corporate multimedia work again. And, I'm babysitting my grandkids virtually full time now that their dad has a new job. So, I'm going to have to live on what I've got for the rest of my days.
Well, I'm not really feeling despair, but I always liked this particular R. Crumb comic cover. And, yeah, there ain't that much on TV to fill up a senior citizen's day.
Can't wait for baseball season to start. I can afford the $150 or so to subscribe to MLB.tv so that I can watch all the Cubs' games. This promises to be a great year for the Cubs. More on that in another post.
So, I'm cutting all my expenses down to the bone, as they say. Any non-essential bill has been dumped. My few remaining debt obligations will be paid off when I sell my house, as I will be doing within the next couple of years. I'll be leaving Woodstock to buy a property jointly with my daughter and son-in-law.
I don't buy anything unless I really need it, and I don't find that burdensome. I never was an ardent shopper. Although I like expensive musical instruments, fancy motorcycles and cars and expensive vacations, I no longer need such things nor can I afford them. I dress in sweats all the time, and only put on a pair of blue jeans to go to church.
I've even stopped buying weed because I can't afford it. That shit makes me fall asleep anyway.
I'm even thinking of selling the Harley. Bouncing off the pavement is no longer a good idea, and sooner or later every biker falls. Since Myrna died, I haven't had a girl who wants to ride bitch. Riding alone is pretty... well... lonely.
My truck will be paid off in a few months and I hope to avoid buying a new vehicle for at least five years. Doing that reduces expenses by several hundred dollars. It's cheaper to keep fixing up the old truck and I don't need to impress anybody.
So, I'm paring the bills down to the absolute minimum. Everything must go!