Being Happy

I am finding that just being happy, means a lot when you are retired.  I see retirees using walkers and on little scooters, then some in beds that they will never leave.

So continuing to be happy is very important to me. Just a few minutes ago I held my girl to tell her how happy and lucky I am.  I chose well and was glad she accepted. I try to do that more than one time a day, because it is absolutely the truth.

My biggest problem in life was wanting to do too many things.  Now that I am old(er) I can see the wisdom of considering the length of life. On average we are only going to have about 50 years productive. Unfortunately many do not get that.

Not only did I want varied career ladders, I wanted to travel to special places, places I had read about. These are good goals but they go against the rules of life, you can do  several things, but you can’t spend enough time  with them to become accomplished at them all. So if you must be the best at everything, you bring on stress.

     

I was blessed, because it was the experience I was seeking, not to reach a pinnacle. However, I was fortunate and was fairly successful in them all.  Stress was kept to a minimum, and I was happy.  It is sorta like the old saying, the trip is half the fun of reaching the destination.

I try to explain to the grandkids, chose a job that you enjoy, one you want, one in which the doing makes you happy.

After finishing my last book, ‘Mary Ann’, another book found its way into my head, but it seemed to take on the same type of scenario, so I pushed it aside.  Now I am thinking to myself, “Self, if it is fun to write, what the hey, do it.”

I might just take my own advice… That isn’t like the lawyer who defends himself having a fool for a client, is it?

Past time to quit.  I feel privileged that you chose to come by the log, THANKS.

Nite Shipslog

PS:

I see a few folk who never seem to be happy.  I feel sorry for them, life isn’t going to’ all or a sudden’  remove the  ‘briars from the blackberry patch.’

PS2: We ate breakfast cooked cooked on the electric 4 in 1 grill found at the dumpster. A good cleaning and setting some points. READY.

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Continuing with the odd vehicles thru time.

WE had a square one awhile back, now a neat round one. From the clothes, probably the ‘50s.