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May 05 2009

Waiting for the Other Shoe to Drop

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I hate that feeling when we just “know” that something bad is about to happen.

When the “Breaking News” icon comes on the television, or my e-mail notification says something like the same thing, my stomach tightens up and I prepare for the worst.

Pretty much I have been this way since the World Trade Center was destroyed on September 11, 2001. I always expect to see that someone has been seriously injured or killed or assassinated, or a bomb exploded or a kidnapping, or sniper or other horrific event.

What an awful way to live. I am fairly certain I am not alone.

I can sit here, day after day, and just wait for something to happen, or I can learn to ignore the news headlines and internet and television. That’s pretty much exactly what my wife does—and she is a lot happier than I am.

Frankly, I am tired of waiting for the other shoe to drop. It is agonizing over things that haven’t happened.

I think it was Mark Twain who remarked that he had spent so much of his life worrying about awful things…most of which never happened.

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May 04 2009

Rock Bottom - How Do You Know?

During life’s many ups and downs I have often wondered how I would know if I ever reached that point of no return known as Rock Bottom.

Many of the events that psychologists list as life-changing are also the most stressful. I have experienced many of those events and have survived them. Not without cost. I am still alive, but marriages have faltered and failed, relationships have been strained, confidences broken, careers re-directed, families asunder. I knew I hit rock bottom when the lives of others were affected by my actions in such a way that I felt they would all be better off without me.

rock-bottom-toilet-puke.jpgI recognize many of the most stressful life events are made worse by addiction and dependency. Whether it is drugs, alcohol, cigarettes, or a personality disorder, these outside influences make matters worse. People will argue that “if it wasn’t for my smokes, I would never have made it through this.” I think I will give people the benefit of the doubt. If they survive, they can credit anything they want to, but usually such a dependency becomes an excuse for failing, rather than a reason for succeeding.

rock-bottom-urinal-puke.jpgIf you have been here near the bottom, or what you think must be rock bottom, remember that we all have the power within ourselves to reach out and get help.

Whether it is a loss by death or divorce, a drastic change in circumstances by choice or imposed by others, we learn from our experiences. By the time we reach our sixties we have undoubtedly been required to draw from strengths deep within our psyche to even reach this age. There isn’t much that can seriously disrupt our sanity any more.

If it isn’t death or dying, then it is mostly all just paperwork. We can survive paperwork.

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Apr 11 2009

Another Day, Another SIX Dollars, Maybe SEVEN

Being “RETIRED” means I often find myself searching for things to do to keep myself busy, you know, to keep my mind active. That means doing something other than picking up dog poo in the yard, washing dishes, doing laundry, and vacuuming a little.

idea-blog-for-money.pngI chose “blogging” as a way to earn a few dollars from my writing. Writing novels didn’t pay. They just sit here on the hard drive. Oh, I sent one novel to my Mom and she printed it out–all 167 pages. I just don’t think it is ready for publication; perhaps I’m not really that creative when it comes to being a “novelist.”

So “blogging” it is. I have several blogs besides this one, and I write about politics, the 1960’s, photography, fitness, diet, other blogs and dogs.

At one time or another, I’ve run advertising from many of the popular sites. If you read a lot of blogs you know which sites I am speaking of. If you don’t read a lot of blogs, then–Google Adsense, Project Wonderful, CMF Ads, PepperJam, Adbrite, Text-Link-Ads, Widgetbucks, Share-a-Sale, Adgitize, and Amazon. I think that pretty much includes all that I have used. There are others. As you can see I have tried many; I have also cancelled many.

Some of these sites only pay if someone BUYS something after clicking on an advertisement. Some pay only if a someone “clicks” on an ad. Some pay just based on how many visitors to my sites see the ad. Some bloggers pay just to put a link on my site. I don’t see a lot of money from any of these. Nobody has ever purchased anything after clicking on an advertisement on my blogs that would trigger a commission payment to me. I wonder how many ordinary folks make any “real” money on blogs.

That’s why I say, “today I made another six dollars, maybe seven.” My wife just laughs at me. She asks how many HOURS I spent “working” on my blogs today in order to make the six or seven dollars. I say it comes out to maybe $1.75 per hour. “How wonderful,” she says, “you must be so excited about that.”

Ummm…so that makes me feel like an old geezer just being humored along. I think she hopes I will tire of blogging and go back to work in the real world. That doesn’t even sound like fun any more.

Quite some time ago I wrote about my efforts to find CREATIVE things to keep my mind active. Here is a post from the Archive entitled “Joys of Retirement - Creative Time.”
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Apr 10 2009

PETS to the DOG SPA Day

Now that I am “retired” I have the pleasure, or duty, of taking the pets to the vets for shots and medicines, etc.

Today, I found out I am the “Pet Spa” driver too. I remember thirty years ago that my sons needed rides to the barber and daughters needed rides to the “beauty parlor” and “nail salon.”

dalton-terrier-cheyanna-doggy-spa.jpgOur puppy, CheyAnna, received her first nail clipping today, plus a shampoo and ear cleaning. I think they massaged her too, and maybe a few minutes under the dryer and a quick tanning session.

By all accounts she was a perfect “dear,” a “sweetheart,” a wonderful “little girl.” Pretty much the same things I used to hear about my daughters. How times change as we age! Now we treat our dogs like children. We talk to them and scold them and try to teach them how to be upright dog citizens so we aren’t ashamed to take them out in public. That also sounds familiar, doesn’t it?

I do admit that she smelled really, really good after her bath and “do” so I told her so. She smiled and wagged her tail at me. Time to go home.

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Last month I wrote about CheyAnna in a post called, “What I Love About Dogs.” There are several photos of her there too.

And, now one from the Archives, This is called “Mortality Takes Some Getting Used To” and refers to my struggle to accept that I am not “indestructible.” Click on the widget below or on the text link above:
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