Saturday, September 13, 2008

Aging At the Speed of Time

Time to face the fact that we are all aging at the speed of time. We just are so busy we don't even notice the little changes.The last time I went out onto my patio, there were crowds of day lilies blooming. This morning there are dried up stumps of flowers. I happen to believe Poor Richard's Almanac. If it says there will be cold, and heavy snows, I'm getting ready already!

Got extra comforters for the bed and the spare bed, enough for the couch, should several folks visit in a blizzard. Collecting dried fruits and nuts like the squirrels. I worry about getting enough spinach in winter, but they sell it frozen. Then it is Energy Bars, chicken soup, vegetable stew with a bit of beef for flavoring, and those lovely root vegetables, some couscous here and there, my oatmeal and yogurt, and I'm set. Well, some biscotti and dark chocolate couldn't hurt, and fresh fruit and vegetables are always a treat.

It's just another endless Chicago Winter. If one is fortunate enough to be warm, it is not so bad. I have had to seal off my two north windows with film, for warmth. It keeps heating costs down. Now that I don't get out so well, I am basically a shut in when winter comes. That's when I gear up my reading. I have a little fireplace. It burns gas. I have put a loveseat in front to keep out breezes from the chimbley. I wore my Autumn socks this morning, the ones in hues of oranges and light browns and golds and greens. I noticed this morning that the Robins have left. One day they are here, and then, gone. I wonder where robins go? I think I will investigate that today.

After Gastric Bypass Surgery, one full freezer will get me through the winter. Even as little as I eat, I worry about food prices going up so much because of high gasoline costs.

Mark my words, they will have to bring back the railroads. The teamsters will fight it, but that's the only way to go now. We are a nation out of gas. It had to come. We were all banking on it being our grand-children's problem, but it's ours. We made the mess, we will have to clean it up, or set a course for cleaning before we die, to give our kids a future and a hope. Better than this:

Go see the movie Wall-E and see what can become of us, or perhaps already has.

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