Friday, February 13, 2026

     Years ago, I work with a therapist on why I don’t dress in better clothes.  As a child I see the women around me sad and angry with their lives.  They wore make up and fashionable clothes. To be happy I learned to avoid make up and fancy clothes. Women’s lives can be very difficult. Today I am glad to be comfortable in my flannel shirts and sweat pants.

     I am so excited to meet my friends for lunch at the talented writer’s home. The talented writer is in his 90’s and is active and charming. The four of us have been meeting for years for lunch once a month.  I love them so much. And I came home exhausted.

     I am reading a marvelous new biography by Sue Prideaux, WILD THING, A LIFE OF PAUL GAUGUIN. I am so caught up in the book, I am unable to figure out why it is so good. We watch an episode of THE LINCOLN LAWYER and then the latest episode of THE PITT. And of course, the evolving news on MS NOW of the Epstein documents and horrors he perpetrated.

     My roommate is sprinkling coffee ground onto her many potted plants. I am on morning dish duty and now have to remember to not throw out the wet coffee grounds. She is enrolled in a Master Gardiner program.

 

Thursday, February 12, 2026

     I remind my family I wear these ancient torn sneakers every day because they are comfortable, not because I am confused or poor. Well, maybe I am a bit confused and a bit poor. Inflation and old age are a part of my life. And I don’t want to get hurt falling because of new shoes.

     Today I meet with old friends for lunch, the highlight of my week. Time to find out what is happening outside of my neighborhood, outside of facebook and the tv news. 

     Tax time. I want to stop by the library and pick up the latest state and federal tax forms. I can do my own taxes because my financial life is pretty simple. And I don’t care if I make mistakes. I used to be a perfectionist, but that is long gone. The only rule I follow is to get the signed forms in by the deadline. Other mistakes are fine with me. I suspect the IRS folks are tired of working on paper forms from my age group.

     Stormy Wednesday, alternating dark clouds, wind and heavy rain with an occasional sunshine break through. The trees and bushes are glistening this morning in the sunlight. I talk to friends on the phone, read, take naps and eat my meals on wheels food.  All is good with me.

 

Wednesday, February 11, 2026

     In the evening we watch more of the delightful and weird show, THE CHANGE, a Britbox comedy series about middle aged women finding their power and create new lives. And then we watch an intense bloody episode of THE PITT, season two. Not a good idea to watch both in the same evening.

     Rain showers start in the late afternoon. On and off all night and predicted for today. Of course, the AT&T golf tournament is scheduled for this weekend. For decades, we locals have known the rain comes to challenge the golfers and their followers. Secretly we hope they will avoid buying a vacation home in our town.

     I continue reading LADY COP MAKES TROUBLE during the day. I do think about going outside during lulls in the rain. My roommate manages the garbage bins on her way to various activities. She also brings in the mail.

     I do my chair yoga exercise after my nap.  I have stopped grabbing for my cane every time I get out of my chair. I can walk easily in the house. It is time for me to do more walking outside. I wish I wasn’t so afraid of falling.