Hello on this overcast day here in Missouri. The meteorologists are predicting rain for the next seven days and from the leaden sky, I think they may be on target today.
There’s no new post-convent story today. The past few weeks have left me bone weary, and so after a busy weekend, I decided to make my weekdays obligation-free.
On Monday, however, I had to leave the house to pick up my new glasses at Costco. When a fellow customer saw me put them on, she said that I was “with it.”
Shaking my head at the wonder of it all, I told her I’d always wanted to be “with it,” although mostly I was only being polite because I’ve never felt—except when I was an acne-faced, shy teenager—the need to be with it. I suspect that mostly I've "marched to the tune of a different drummer." And that's been both challenging and lonely.
Also on Monday I had to mail a birthday box to a young friend who’s turning six in a few days.
Tuesday I entertained a flu bug and stayed in bed. I’m lucky because flu seems to always be of the 24-hour variety with me. And sure enough by Wednesday I felt better. Still tired but not bleary.
Between Monday and today, I read a fine book: Bunker Hill: A City, A Siege, A Revolution by Nathaniel Philbrook. Today I hope to get well into Reinventing American Health Care by Ezekiel J. Emanuel. The subtitle of this 2014 book is as follows:
How the Affordable Care Act Will Improve Our Terribly Complex, Blatantly Unjust, Outrageously Expensive, Grossly Inefficient, Error Prone System.
That seems to pretty well, at least for me, epitomize what’s wrong with health care here in the United States right now. I’m a big fan of the Affordable Care Act, but I now live in a state where the majority of the population isn’t.
According to the book’s table of content, I’m going to learn how we got in this mess, what the new health care bill is trying to do to get us out of it, and what the future prospects are for health care here in the United States. I do so hope that this aging mind can grasp all of that. I say that because health care seems to be such a complicated issue here. But maybe we've just made it that way.
Wednesday, at 7:00 AM, I took Hannah, the Geo Prism LSi that’s been a driving friend to me for seventeen years, to the shop because the air conditioning wasn’t working. After some checking, the mechanic concluded she needs a new compressor and Freon: $550.
I am one of the lucky ones because I have that money saved and won’t have to go into debt or use a credit card to get Hannah out of hock from the mechanics.
Today, Thursday, once again at 7:00, I took Hannah back in for the compressor installation. One of the helpers there drove me home and will return to take me back to the shop when the work is done. So right now I’m just sitting here writing this stream-of-consciousness summary of the last few days.
I’m going to rest again today and read and simply “Be.” My body seems to be telling me that I need to cherish it this week and just be gracious to myself, not demanding much, if anything, of it. And so that’s what I’ve been doing.
If all goes well, Hannah and I will stay home tomorrow—Friday. I won’t ask anything of her, not even a test of her new AC compressor. She’ll ask nothing of me. A perfect relationship. At least for me, right now. The three cats with whom I live will, of course, demand their food.
On Saturday I’ll go to Weight Watchers and then out to an early lunch with my great-niece who is getting married in June. I think we’ll probably discuss wedding plans and simply enjoy one another’s company. She’s an interesting human being, and I enjoy listening to her opinions because they often differ so from mine.
I hope all of you have the leisure I have to enjoy your lives and to be gracious to yourself when you need time out.
I’m ending with a song sung by a favorite singer of mine. The lyrics show just how I feel about all of you who follow this blog so faithfully and who graciously leave comments that enrich my days. Peace.