It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Yesterday we had coffee with old friends from North Dakota who are newly "retired"..they are still in the honeymoon stage of their retirement. They are still getting on each others nerves. They are in the process of finishing their lake home here in Minnesota and moving..stress is just a little high in their household. They are taking separate vacations because one of them will not leave the dog alone. One does not have her passport yet, we are waiting for her..she had her bad hip done at Mayo. They have issues, one is a night person, one goes to bed at 9PM..one gets stuck with all the cooking..one is content to stay home and do jigsaw puzzles..one is a people person and makes the rounds having coffee every morning.
This is Penny, a sweet old gal..the one that they don’t want to leave alone. She cannot walk on the hardwood floors..so they have a trail of scatter rugs that go from her dog bed to a huge area rug..they have steps ..she struggles with them. I took several photos of her..she has very soulful eyes. She probably won’t live much longer..she is twelve..I think that it is really sad that dogs don’t live very long..they have to cram a whole lot of living in just a few years.
New retirees .they have to cram a whole bunch of things in before they croak or medical aliments or old dogs keep them home… there are lots of "honeymoon" issues that have to be worked out too..being together 24/7 can be a real joy or a real problem in retirement, communication is a must. Communication is something we could all work at. Especially men.
Lately Far Guy says that I forget to tell him stuff. Me..who is on no medication that makes me forget..me who tells him stuff..he who replies "Yes dear" ..me who writes stuff on the calendar..as a reminder that we must be someplace…he who doesn’t look at the calender. The other day after I talked to Bob on the phone at 9PM because Barb had gone to bed..I told Far Guy.. we will have coffee with them on Friday..he said "OK" so I added it to our calendar….then when Bob called yesterday morning..Far Guy knew nothing about it.. sometimes I feel just like banging my head against the wall..instead it appears that I have just been talking to the wall. I am not sure what the solution is. I am communicating. Someone is not listening..does he need a hearing aid or should I have him sign little post it notes all day long. That is Bob and Barbs method of insuring that they have communicated..they leave each other little "love notes".. and Bob had a whole pocket full:)