My Plans For the Rest of My Life

First, the mundane. Drive back north next week. Spend one restless night in Ashland, Virginia; anxious to get home. Dave Matthews will be my co-pilot. (The live versions of "Grey Street" and "Lie in my Grave" figuratively blow me away......)

Next, a labor of love. Pool Boy on the job; at your service.

And then, the sublime. Armed with my latest Thrift Shop treasures, a catcher's mitt and 8 slightly used Little League baseballs, we will charge the practice field. Play ball! Miles and Landon; I can't wait to see you!

That's the plan for the summer. The pool, the boys, the barbecue will compete for my time. Maybe I'll run a 5K race.



Long term, I plan to keep it simple; as simple as can be when you have two domiciles. When I'm in Florida, I'll continue to spend lots of time at the beach. In New Milford, I will enjoy the comforts of family.
Wherever I am, I'll continue to walk, exercise and take care of myself. Wherever we are, Geeg and I will take care of each other.


I hope to continue to enjoy new discoveries. This year, as previously recorded, I found Dave Matthews. I also developed an insatiable appetite for avocados. Mmm, so good, and good for you too!

What's next? Don't know. I would have never predicted avocados.
Maybe sardines.



Is it mind over matter, or am I simply out of my mind?

Here's my thinking on sunblock. Something is better than nothing, and nothing is probably enough at this stage of my game. So when I purchase said product at a Thrift Store with an SPF rating of 15, should I be ridiculed because the rating is so low it's useless? And if it is uesless because of the low rating, does it matter that said product had an expiration date of March, 2008?



It is with this type of logic and thought processes that I continue my journey.

I plan to celebrate many more birthdays; dance at many more weddings.


But.....decades from now, if I should ever find myself old and alone, I promise not to be a bother.
Please, just provide me with a small room with a window and a radio.

If the sun is shining, I will bask. If there is a ball game on, I will listen, and pray for all the wrong reasons. When the game is over, I will turn to music. Whatever moving parts I have left will dance.
And when the sun goes down, I will close my eyes, count my blessings, and reminisce.



And I will never grow old.
And I will never be alone.