Back to reality …

Don’t know if you’ve realized it, but for the last little while I have been making a real effort to think (and write) only about the positive: Pleasant memories, good times, gratitude and so on.

It’s worked, too.

The more I’ve concentrated on the upbeat, the less involved I’ve been in the Trump madness, the better my mood and my attitude have become.

But nothing lasts forever, I guess. The world isn’t rosy all the time and fake euphoria (like fake news) doesn’t do anyone any good. So I’m going to give in, vent for a minute, get it off my chest, and hope it’ll go away. Then Continue reading

This is about manners, not politics …

We’ve been losing our civility for years. Kids, and I mean seven and eight year olds, talk back to their rude behaviourparents. They’re rude to teachers. You don’t hear “please” or “thank you” coming out of anyone’s mouth very often, regardless of age. We’re dismissive of other people and other points of view. We say, and do, mean things.

We shout. Ignore. Sneer. Swear. Jab. Interrupt. Huff off.

We stopped ‘dressing for the occasion’ a long time ago. When I was a child and even in my teens and 20’s no one would ever have thought of going to a concert hall, opera house or even dinner in a ‘nice’ restaurant in Continue reading

It’s out of control …

Actually, we’re out of control.   And if you’re paying attention, as in living life with your eyes wide open, you’ve noticed it too — angryand if you’re not guilty yourself, I’m guessing you’re as fed up as I am.

A few weeks ago I had a meeting.  It was the first time we’d laid eyes on each other.  They called me.  I was with them for an hour.  One of them texted the entire time I was there.  His device never left his hands.  He may have spoken once.  Maybe.  He made eye contact with me twice — when I arrived and again when I left.  That was it.

It took all the discipline I could muster to stop myself from reaching across the table, grabbing the offending item, tossing it on to the floor and jumping all over it.  Just before I sailed out of Continue reading

Day 275. What Gives?

Geez!  Something’s in the air.  And it ain’t pretty.  At least it’s how my day went yesterday.  Tell you the truth, I’m not so sure I want to venture outside today.  If it’s rudeanything like yesterday was, I’d just as soon stay home.  By myself.  Alone with my cats.  With the ringer off on my phone.  No email.  No texting.  No nothing.

Locked in the bathroom.

It started off well enough.

Gorgeous sunny day.  Something like the fourth or fifth in a row.  Nice and warm.  Everyone should be happy, for God sake.

Winter’s barely a memory.

The trees are full of pretty, new green leaves.  No bare branches at all.  Flowers are popping up everywhere.   Continue reading

Day 227. We’re Oblivious

I went for a pedicure yesterday. A woman walked in, gave her name, and said she had an appointment for a mani/pedi (manicure and pedicure). Her esthetician disdainfulshowed her where to hang up her coat, and asked her to pick her preferred shade of nail polish. Which she did.

She was then shown where to sit. They had a long row of special pedicure chairs along one wall. She refused. Hands on hips, she said she’d booked two appointments, one for a friend; and she wouldn’t start until her friend arrived. The gal who was doing the pedicure very politely explained she had another client coming in, and she wouldn’t have time.

At this point I should tell you the friend was late.

The woman still refused to get started. And to make matters worse she was looking at the poor girl like she was an alien. Or a speck of lint on her skirt. It wasn’t pretty.

To make a long story short this back-and-forth continued for about five more minutes. Eventually the woman

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Post 212. Keep Smiling

Whew!  Yesterday was weird.  It was a glorious, mild, sunny day.  I was in the BEST mood!  I literally skipped out of my apartment.  Was still happy when I arrived atnewleaf the hospital for my day of volunteering.

And then, WHACK!!  One after another, every single person I encountered was cranky.  CRANKY.  Grumpy.  And rude.  Every single person.  Un-bloody-believeable!  I got snapped at.  Snarled at.  Had fingers pointed at me.  Waved under my nose.

“What do YOU want?”, I was asked.  “I have NO time for you”, I was told.  “Close the damn door, I’m cold!”.   And on it went.  Oh yes, this was just the beginning.  But there is light at the end of the tunnel.  Because I’ve turned over a new leaf.

No way I was going to allow those grumps to ruin my day.  To wipe the smile off my face.  No way. Continue reading