No more waiting on a builder. No more hoping things will be different than they are. No more I thought it would go this way and it's not.
Just a big dose of reality and that's the way it is.
The last 2 days have been good. Palm trees, breezes, sunshine and rainbows.
Yella auditioned for a 50's musical and got a singing and acting part. She is obviously comfortable with singing but the acting is going to stretch her. She got the part for the all American cheer leader, blond girl. Ha, Ha, Ha! This is as against the grain to Yella's personality as it gets. I can't wait to see this! So, she has play rehearsals now...something to schedule around and work to do with memorizing lines, etc. I love to watch Yella work!
She also spent the day in David with a couple of girlfriends and had a great time while learning some of the tricks to finding things here.
Why do I report this miniscule stuff? Well, that is the fabric of a retired life. Read on...
I had a great day yesterday...a true Panama, retired day.
I started by walking down into town. I met a friend as he was getting into his car. We talked for a while and were joined by another friend. So we yucked it up for almost a hour in the parking area. Then, alone came another friend and we went to Boquete's best and cheapest breakfast place and eat and continue with the yucking it up and meet some new tourist types.
I walk back home which is a good 45 minute workout up hill, some serious up hill. Make and eat lunch and then read.
Followed by a 2 hour nap.
Perfect.
We then get in the car and go visit a friend that Yella has not scene since she returned in early February. More yucking it up and catching up on gossip.
Just a note about gossip. Shame on you, you say, for listening to gossip. Get a grip! What else do you think people do down here. We talk about each other. That's what small towns are all about.
We return home for dinner, TV, more reading and bed.
A fantastic Panama day!
A little blip on the serenity radar screen. I had to get a blood test to identify blood type for the drivers license. I hate needles. I hate needles. I hate needles. So, you get it, I hate needles.
Well, the results came back and Yella says, that's not your blood type. I freak. Now I don't know what to do because I don't want to get another blood test to make sure they didn't misplace my blood and report someone else's blood on my report.
But, this is important because it will go on my drivers license and if I ever get in an accident and need blood, I don't want the wrong blood.
But, I hate needles. So going back for another test terrifies me. Hell, I was proud that I went for the first one.
So, back I go and get another test. GRRRRrrrrrrr!!!!!! And, lo and behold, they were right the first time, so I got another test for no reason. GRRRRrrrrr!!!!!!!! I hate needles.
However, it is done and I REALLY know my blood type now. You will enjoy this. It's B Positive.
Sounds like some new age mantra. And, after all, I am Mr. Sunshine just like my "Be Positive" blood type.
OK, you can stop puking now.
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