Okay, here are the pictures of the condo. As you can see, we are not moving in the very near term. But it’s getting closer…
The front of the condo.
The garage and balcony at the back.
Category: Getting Older
bookmark_bordermadness takes it’s toll….
Re: Only 1235 days to go.
There are now 365 days left on the timer.
Not that I’m worried or anything. I inspected myself very closely this morning and everything still looks the same. Well, in my 15x magnifying mirror, I did notice a few new things but my sense is that they’re still invisible to the naked eye. No one looks that closely at my eyelids on a day-to-day-basis and so my “upper-eyelid withering†is something I can keep to myself. I’m okay with it, really — I don’t expect my ass to fall at any moment and I still have all my teeth.
I’m also not one to obsess about all the things I must accomplish before a certain age. There’s actually not that much I really want to do.
For example:
- I have no interest in skydiving….
- …or parasailing…or hang gliding…
- …or anything that involves a harness and heights.
- I don’t think my life will be incomplete if I don’t see the pyramids.
- Nor am I worried that I will die an unfulfilled and unpublished poet. (Actually, I am a published poet but I don’t brag about it much— it was almost 20 years ago and the few poems I squeezed out, frankly sucked like only something created by a post-pubescent in the era of WHAM! could.)
Okay, maybe there are a few things I’d like to do. But I don’t have a big list on my fridge or anything….I’m of the mind that life is short so I try to do the things I want as they pop into my head…which could explain why I have plans to take up internet fraud to fund my eyebrow lift at a (very safe, so don’t worry) medical tourist outfit in Singapore.