Thoughts For The Coming Year...2023

 It is 4:30pm and it is dark outside. My computer tells me to expect rain showers and advises me it is 39degrees Fahrenheit. There are strange sounds coming from the downstairs bathroom. It sounds like a large sawing away at a large piece of wood. Turns out that is my husband in the bathroom watching a youtube video on how to make something. HA!

2023

A year to respect all people who walk the earth. 

Last year was a year to eliminate toxic people from my company.

We will have Christmas dinner this year at Nicols Village large dining room with three toxic people.

Maybe I will able to learn something about myself by putting my myself into a senior citizen world with three toxic people. My mother in law who is four month away from 100. She is alittle senile, going blind, and has new hearing aids that work just fine for her. But, she is not used to the easy self-charging station. All she has to do is put the left hearing aid into the left side of the charging station...an easy drop into the station. Repeat with the right hearing aid. But this is too much for her. She will only push either hearing aid into the left side. She then proceeds to smash the hearing aid into the drop slot over and over again.

My dear Brother in law and his wife are both coming to Christmas meal. Each one is toxic in their own unique ways.

Ken is rude, does not think before speaking of what ever is rattling in his head, self-centered, has never ever ask anyone how they are. It is all about him, his pains, his aches, and his universe. Betsey, his wife has been bullied by Ken for years. Any thing he needs down, he delegates it to Betsey. She is very neurotic, bitter, and a mostly unkind person. At holiday dinners, she elected herself years ago to be the person to assign my table seat. But, she always waits until I have seated myself and I am comfortable. Then she calls out to me, and tells me where to sit. Last year after two complete knee surgeries I was recuperating day by day. Last year she wanted me to move once again. I firmly said no. I am not moving. Sorry this is where I will sit.

The food last year was pretty good. The drinks were not. They were not strong, and no limes were  present to jazz up the drink. It was a huge deal for the server to make a drink. This year I have a plan.

We will bring our own drinks.That would be wonderful and I hope they don't throw Glenn's mom out of the Village.