One: for those of you who may be interested (and you know who you are) I have discovered Green Tea. One or two cups of green tea is a satisfying replacement for my pot of coffee. Who knew?
Two: the role of Happy Homeowner is easily a full-time undertaking. So is the task of wondering how the blazes one is going to get the payments in full and on time each month. But I'm getting over the initial shock, and a pattern is beginning to show itself.
Three: Unexpected expenses keep cropping up, such as the need to buy a new furschlugginer car because mine got totaled (no injuries, thankfully) through the good offices of a family member. The good new here is that my credit rating has somehow improved enough over the last couple of years that I'm no longer a loan-shark target at the car dealership; or else I'm becoming a smarter shopper in my old age.
Four: the cash-and-carry car dealer that sold my son a vehicle last week looks at least fifteen years older than me; in conversation he turns out to be almost my age. For my online friends who are celebrating twentysomething, thirtysomething and fortysomething birthdays, take heart: at fiftysomething you might find yourself younger than ever. Works for me.
Five: Life is consistently and quite unfairly treating me well. The moral problem that I have with this deals with the obvious fact that many people lack the comforts and enjoyments that I find ready to hand. I can think, quickly, of several ways to respond to this. Some of them would involve me making judgments about whether I deserve to have it this good, or, concomitantly, someone else deserves not to. I'm not going there, so we move on: another voice in my head would require me to somehow be morally obligated not to actually enjoy my life, as a duty paid toward those who can't enjoy theirs. That way lies madness; carried to its logical extreme, I could not wish a good fortune such as mine on anyone else in that case, because I would then be wishing on them also the same moral obligation not to enjoy it. Next to last in this list of mine is the widely observed practice of sort of ignoring the fact that there are those who do not share my good health and/or reasonable prosperity; this won't do at all, because it requires going through life with my eyes shut. So finally, I choose what remains, a rather mystical approach: while enjoying every moment of good that comes to me, I do so in full awareness that others, many others, for reasons that may or may not have much to do with their own behavior, are having rather less fun at the moment; and remain alert to opportunities whereby I can, in some small way, help alleviate such a condition for someone.
Or, as my dad used to say, you do what you can, where you can. And there was a fellow who enjoyed his life.
Six: the obligatory random quiz-meme, just so you all can know where, more or less, I fit into the political spectrum:
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What Political Party Do Your Beliefs Put You In?
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Rather proud of scoring a zero on Nazi. And I didn't cheat on that, either.