Midlife Musings
Fortysomething. If my life were a TV show, that would be the title, and these are the episodes. Or maybe I am just having an episode.
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2021 – Bet on the New Year
Do I believe in luck? Ruminating on what is luck, and can I discount it enough to disregard ancient traditions that may bring it.
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COVID Diaries Day 200 – New Habits, New Normal?
What things do I wish that would stick around from the COVID experience? I came across this question on Twitter and it got me thinking. The comments, as expected, were divided between appreciation for the evolved human response to a pandemic, to the ignorant disdain for anything that required accepting any personal responsibility in preventing the spread of the virus.
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I Will Not Dumb Myself Down
Every now and then I am reminded of why I don’t get along with my mother. It’s because she thinks and treats me like I am stupid. My whole life, it has been a contest of mental will with my mother. And she isn’t happy unless she is making me feel like I am just the dumbest person on the planet. This was all triggered by a chapter in a book I was reading where the character got into an argument with his mother because she was treating him as though he did not know his own mind. Sounds very familiar.
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Deja Vu Drama – Double Down on Your Disappointment
I am having deja vu. The last week or so, my friend Jem, who is also a work colleague, has been acting distant and dismissive at work. I thought it was me, and that I was perhaps having a hypercritical moment, but time passed and it has not gotten better. Something similar has happened before and ain’t nobody got time to go through that again…
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Say Ma’am One More Time
I have been yes ma’am’d more in the last week than I ever have been in my life. Have I passed the threshold from indiscernible years into tellable old age? God forbid…
