Feeling A Little Feisty

Am I feeling a little feisty?

Oh yeah, without a doubt I am feeling feisty. Feeling like guy who took apart the kitchen sink and garbage disposal to fix them.

Feeling like the guy who fixed the dryer, a door and multiple other items around this joint because they were all simple repairs and I know how to use my tools.

Got a house filled with people who are grumpy because they are tired and me, well I am feeling feisty ‘cuz I am wide awake and aware that I have one day left of vacation.

One day and a list of things to do, many of which won’t get done but for a variety of reasons.

Top of that list is the need to get a new mattress because this is the one I got when I moved to Texas the first time and it is starting to go.

But even if it wasn’t I would want a new one because I want a king size. I need more space not that it will necessarily make it easier for me to put in more than the 6.5 hours of sleep I average but because I need it.

It Is A Lion Kind Of Day

I like the attitude I see in his eyes. It fits how I feel.

It fits my desire to growl at people and make them think carefully about their behavior. Told a few I could go live in a cave and be happy.

I don’t need much and rely upon few people and things. I want more, but I don’t need it. There is a distinction between want and need.

Spent time writing elsewhere and recognized I need to work on fixing some things that don’t look write but decided I didn’t want to spend that time today.

Because I’ll get sucked into a bigger project that won’t be completed in 10 or 15 minutes. Won’t be just an hour either, it will be longer, probably closer to three or more and I don’t want to get into it.

It needs to be done, but in the grand scheme of needs it can wait until I want to put the time in.

But the first set of needs and wants are different because that is focused upon mental and physical health so it receives a different priority.

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There is some idiot in a FB group I belong to crying about how bad the Valley is to live in. There is some idiot crying on Nextdoor about how bad the town I live in now is.

Both of them make me shake my head because they act like time is static and that nothing changes. The whining chafes my hide because it doesn’t offer solutions to existing problems and I am done with all of the negativity.

Shit happens and life goes on. You can either do something about it or keep the whining to yourself because no one wants to hear how bad things are unless you can offer a way to change things.

Doesn’t necessarily have to be a perfect solution but it does need some connection to reality.

Retirement May Happen

An email came in with an update about my 401k and it appears that retirement may happen…one day. Not that it is coming any time soon, got more than a decade left but less than two.

That is assuming things go based upon a conservative estimate of income, savings and all that other jazz. There is always the possibility that things go better than expected and that I can figure out how to hang up my spike sooner, but no guarantees.

It is a funny thing, this idea of retirement.

If I won the lottery today I don’t know what I would do with myself because I would want to stay busy and haven’t thought about what my days would look like.

Doesn’t mean I couldn’t figure it out or come up with something, but I really don’t know what it would be. Maybe just write, not sure.

What I like best is the idea of working because I want to and not because I need to.

See, there is that combination of need and want again.

Anyhoo, given all that has happened and all I have lived through it felt good to look at things and think it just might happen.

Because some of the mistakes I made caused me to wonder if maybe it wouldn’t. Learned quite a bit from them and though some were the equivalent of intentionally using Tabasco as eye drops others were like finding gold.

Makes for an interesting balance.