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Back to Normal

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My peaceful backyard Today was my first day getting back to my normal routine. The last six weeks has been a series of doctors' appointments, procedures and filling in for sick and vacationing co-workers. The doctors' appointments continue (of course) but my ever changing work schedule is now back to two nights a week, Mondays and Thursdays. I was asked yesterday by one of my co-workers to take her shift tomorrow (Wednesday) but I declined. Now I can get back to my regular rhythm.  I need to get back to my regular rhythm so as to plan my week. It's not much a life when you're on constant call to rush into work to fill in for the latest crises of one of my co-workers. As I have said many times before and made my boss aware, I don't mind coming in occasionally to fill in but I do not want to be a substitute worker. I am a part-time employee.  Now I can prepare my meals (dinner) ahead of time.  I can spend time with Bill, who as he ages is needing me more.  A

More Work Marathon Redux

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Yep, I'm on a work marathon again. My co-worker (the one who got married last weekend on the beach and I worked her shift) was off this weekend to attend her niece's graduation. Thus I worked yesterday day shift and will work today night shift and then my regular shift tomorrow evening.  I like working but I don't like working full-time at this time of my life.  I like working part-time but I don't like working as a substitute work, like the fireman sleeping by the pole ready to slide down and hit the fire engine to fill in for a co-workers' latest family crises or migraine headache. But that is life . . . . I guess. When I began this job at the hotel ten years ago I said I would be willing to fill in OCCASIONALLY as needed.  But what I find, as I found at my previous job at the Hampton Inn in Pennsylvania, I am the go to worker to fill in for others.  Now granted my co-workers are filling in for me when I go away four times a year with my Travel Buddy Pa

Making Amends

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Waiting for the Delaware Eye Institute to open this morning This morning Bill and I returned to the Delaware Eye Institute for Bill's followup appointment to his cataract surgery yesterday.  Remember my blog posting of yesterday where I screwed up and left Bill waiting for over two hours before I returned to pick him up after his surgery. Bill was very distraught, worrying that something happened to me and also being caught in a situation that he didn't have any control over. I took the advice of one of an Anonymous comment on yesterday's blog to send a thank you card and some cookies.  We left earlier this morning so I could stop at the Acme supermarket.  I brought a very nice thank you card and a box of raspberry linzer cookies to give the staff at the surgery center.  Raspberry-linzer cookies I walked into the surgery center and approached the lady at the front desk.  I said "I'm probably the last person you want to see today but I'm her

I Screwed Up Big Time Today

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Bill waiting for his eye surgery appointment this morning Today was one of THOSE days in which I screwed up, BIG TIME. This morning Bill had an appointment for his second cataract surgery.  We arrived half an hour early.  The fine folks at the Delaware Eye Institute cataract surgery center took Bill in right away.  I left, asking them to call me when Bill was ready to leave.   That was 8:00 am this morning. His appointment was at 8:40 am. I took advantage of my time down the hectic Route One and did some chores. First was Walmart. Then I stopped at Food Lion and Ace Hardware.  Then I went home, awaiting a call.   9:30 am. No call.  10:00 am. No call. 10:30 am. No call. 11:00 am. No call. Now I was getting worried. I thought maybe there were complications with his eye surgery.  I left home at 11:20 am to take my place on the backed up traffic on Route One to the Delaware Eye surgery center. After a couple of close calls (yes, two close calls, this is Route

Smooth Moves

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I can't dance.  I love to dance but I can't dance.  Not that I don't want to dance but I just don't have the "moves."  I'm one of those quintessential white guys who has ZERO rhythm.  Three years ago, when we (Pat and I) first visited Los Angeles, we went to disco night at Oil Can Harry's. Oil Can Harry's West Hollywood, California There, under the glittering lights of a disco ball, I fell flat on my back while trying one of my signature moves. There was a collective "GASP!" from the other dancers on the floor as they parted (like the Red Sea in "The Ten Commandments") as I lay flat on my back on the floor. My dance partner, a cute Hispanic mustachioed man wearing a wife beater T-shirt, looked down at me, this old man who has totally humiliated himself by falling while doing his moonwalk (who was I kidding?)  Unfortunately, Pat, who was videotaping the dance floor (he was enthralled by one guy who DID have the

Marathon Work Schedule

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Well, here I am working full-time again folks. Me, the part-time hotel front desk clerk working full-time.  I guess I shouldn't complain because I can certainly use the extra money to fund my quarterly trips with my Canadian Travel Buddy, Pat.  This week I worked Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, last night and again today. I was scheduled to work Sunday but former co-worker took pity on my and offered to work my shift Sunday that I was filling in for another co-worker is took off this weekend to get married . . . . on the beach.   Next weekend I'm working during the days.  All this work during the height of the summer season.   Last night the hotel was PACKED. A group had taken over the hotel (many with their children) for their annual get together for one of our senators.  The hotel where I work has twenty-one rooms and three VIP suites. The hotel where I used to work in Pennsylvania had ninety-two rooms.  I frequently had to check in 45 rooms all by myself.  At

A History of Violence

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Arizona Republican senator Jeff Flake at yesterday's shooting at an Alexandra Virginia baseball field Last night I killed two flies. I was at work (at the hotel) and these flies were annoying me. I have no compunction about killing flies. Or any other insects (like mosquitos, yellow jackets, wasps) who threaten me.  As soon as I spotted those flies buzzing around me I got the trusty fly swatter and waited. Soon enough there was the fly on the edge of the counter.  SWAT!  One dead fly.   Yesterday there was another mass shooting.  This time in Alexandra, Virginia during a softball practice of Republican congressional members. Thank goodness no one was killed.  But again we as a nation are confronted with a reality of our lives, that there are people out there who view other people who "annoy" them and they think must be killed. This thinking is something I have never understood. I can't kill an animal. And I certainly can't kill a human being no matter

Thoughts During a Heat Wave

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Hi folks! Yes, I'm apologizing again for not posting more frequently. I'm trying, I really am.  Today, with the continuing heat wave, I'm forced to stay inside lest I pass out from heat exhaustion. Yesterday I tried to do a little yard work but I was soon drenched in my own sweat and had to come inside our wonderfully air conditioned manse to recover.  Yesterday was a three shower day. Once when I got up. The second time after my abbreviated yard work.  Then before I went to work at the hotel last night.  You know it's true what they say about senior citizens being in more danger during these heat waves. When I was a youngster (oh how LONG ago was that?), I didn't give the heat much thought.  We just went about our play during the lazy, hazy summer days. But these days, I only have to be outside a few minutes and I get woozy.  Well, I am seventy-five years old and no longer the carefree ten year old whose summers went by too fast. The "thoughts"

Our Exciting Time In Philly

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So what do Pat and I do when we're in Philly? Just how exciting are our adventures when we get together four times a year in Los Angeles, Philadelphia, Toronto and Delaware?  Well, to the average person what Pat and I do is probably very boring.  But to me and Pat, we always have a good time. One thing we do is visit our favorite restaurants and try new restaurants. In Philly we often dine at both Marathon Grills.  One Marathon Grill at 16th and Sansom Streets and the other Marathon Grill at 18th and Spruce Streets. Pat, as you know is a vegan, so we usually get vegan meals although I occasionally dive into a meal with dairy products. Occasionally I dive into a hamburger but usually I stay vegetarian to Pat's vegan meal choices. Pat likes to visit furniture stores. I usually tag along with him.  I'm interested in furniture and enjoy these forays.  What Pat really likes to do though during our Philly stay is walk the streets and take in all the interesting bu

I'm Back!

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Me, Howard and Pat Me, Howard and Pat Me, Howard and Pat Me, Howard and Pat Me, Howard and Pat My apologies to everyone who were wondering what happened to me.   I've been in Philly (Philadelphia, PA) for a full week.  Yet another fabulous adventure.   The photos above were taken last Friday, May 26th in my driveway prior to our takeoff to Philly.  I'm pictured with Howard S. and Pat F. Pat drove us to Philly in his rented car. When I ask Bill to take photos, he takes multiple photos.  I post them. For this trip I invited a friend from the 80's to visit his friend who lives in Philly. All of us used to get together here in Lower Slower (Sussex County, Delaware) during the late 70's and early 80's.   Howard S., the life of the party Tommy M., whom I have known longer than Bill. Tommy was the bartender at the Westbury Bar when I met Bill in 1964 Me dancing with Howard at the Boathouse 1979 - the Boathouse is no longer th