From a hike last week. I was with a friend who views every recreational activity as “exercise,” and never slows down enough to enjoy the scenery (or smell the flowers), so I did not get a good vantage for a carefully framed photo. Oh well.
Yesterday I went off the rails little. I felt devastated that the girls are now hundreds of miles away. Last night, I dreamed that I had to jump off a ten story building, as some rite of passage that I kept asking about. I stood at the top of the building and just couldn’t do it. But I was still going to have to do it. I kept changing my clothes, because you know that is the solution to everything! I had on flip flops and thought perhaps I should wear a pair of running shoes. I guess that is what life is feeling like right now. A weird adventure that doesn’t seem to make sense at the moment. As long as I have good shoes though, I should be fine, right?
My insurance is turning into something useless on July 1. I am trying to anticipate every medical need and get it done before the new fiscal year. Yesterday I went in for a physical. I got my lipid panel results this morning. The lowest numbers I have ever seen. Except for the good cholesterol, of course. I am so happy with this. I haven’t gotten the results of the A1c yet, but I expect that will be good as well. BP 117/77. HR 58, and a whole bunch of other low numbers. I am thrilled.
I failed to mention yesterday that I still have two daughters in Denver. They probably won’t be for long, but they are here for now. And I need to remember that. I was whining via text message to one of them yesterday, she simply sent me a text that said “I’m still here!” Oh yeah.
I got my retirement numbers from PERA yesterday. If I moved to Montana, I think I can actually live on my retirement income. I looked at houses there, and they are considerably cheaper than the Denver area. I mean like 50% cheaper.
Things just might work out. God does stuff like that.
And for anyone who doubts that God can and does write straight with crooked lines, remember that horrible job I had a couple of years ago? Yes, I almost lost my mind. Or maybe I did lose it. But when I look at my retirement numbers and a longitudinal study of my salary, that job looks like the best thing I ever did! Crazy! I make over $10,000 a year more than I did when I left that job 2 years ago. That would not have happened if I had just stayed where I was and didn’t shake it up. I don’t like to shake it up, and it almost killed me, but this puts me in such better shape for retirement.
Now my only question is: Why couldn’t my kids have decided to move to somewhere warm like Arizona?