Thursday, May 3, 2018

At Home, fighting the blues

Some days are good and some are bad..  I question my friends why I have these moods and they say they have the same feelings.  When I retired the doctor would ask, "any depressed feelings?"  "No, of course not." I would reply, thinking the doctor was nuts.  Well, here I am, ten years later, fighting the blues. If I make plans to go out to lunch with a friend, the blues disappear. I have a new goal, not just the daily housework or the daily caretaker work.  Another friend said it is part of aging.   I often wonder who else has these feelings.  And, like dementia is willing to admit it.

I turn my music box up loud and begin the daily chores.  I feel better already.

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