I will chalk up 2022 as one of the weirdest years so far. Hell I'm 67 now, working and on north Vancouver Island, surrounded with the woke and the left. Good lord I was hoping to be in my second year of retirement, painting, having coffee and watching boats and birds. Maybe a nice walk in the morning, reading off the patio in the p.m. oh yes and eating more leafy greens, perhaps forage some wild mushrooms? Oh yes, its good to dream.
Reality: hubby and I both still in harness, working 5 days a week. We are definitely comfortable in our wee town, tho it seems to be stuck in a time warp, like so many small island towns. Times they are a changing and so must we.
Example number one: the government in their wisdom, has legalized pot. So now I hold my tongue when people talk about going home and smoking a joint, “yeah I got stoned last night” conversations in the workplace. Lol Sheesh I'm no prude but I sure feel old..thanks to years of “those” conversations being reserved for somewhere private. Or in the bar! Not any more, and im often regaled with a cloud of skunk weed smoke when I walk from my car to the apartment. Yup. So much for being an outlaw, I’m feekin’ old.
Example number two: everyone else is getting old, and worse they’re dying! OK exception to this rule is Keith Richards. Who apparently is rockin on forever. Kind of depressing at times, but tis the way of the world.
And finally number three - although I’m sure I could go beyond: my country is in the crapper. Through shite leadership, and printing of money like we’re in a monopoly game and China is the banker, seems we are sliding thru a recession into the arms if a depression. Groceries, gas, cost of living shooting skyward, and no relief in sight. Makes me glum.
Having survived the Covid, and watching people struggling with depression and panicking, loss of health care, etc etc its not a surprise the Feds answer is “but we’ve made it so much easier for people to end their lives.” Jesus wept! Is this what I have to look forward to in 2023?
Actually, no. We have a roof over our heads and it may be wee, but its comfy and warm. We have a kooky fat cat who is endlessly entertaining and not demanding. We have friends - old and new - who lift us up as we lift them up! And as I often say “no body’s shooting at us.”
So I’m not giving up on the year to come. My husband said this morning “its going to be a great year, just watch”, and that heartens me. To all our friends out there, aging along woth us - 😜 Happy New Year! We made it this far, onwards!
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