mjj (flemmings) wrote,
mjj
flemmings

So that was the year that was

Not a good year, but there have been no good = bearable years since 2016 (personally and internationally) and no good = excellent years since ohh 2008, personally at any rate. I suspect I'm past the age for good years and now it's all holding actions. My father was younger than I (by a lot) when he said he'd reached the age when he turned first to the obituaries to see which friends had died lately. I don't need newspapers for that, having DW/LJ. It was a bad year that way too, and worse for other people than for me. Though I still miss my aunt a surprising amount, she being the only flesh-person I knew who was interested in the minutia of my daily life and who passed on the minutia of other peoples'.

I know there's no year 0 so we haven't entered a new decade yet. Butif we exclude 2010, this is the first decade in my life that I haven't travelled outside of Canada, and I left Toronto a mere three times, always painfully. I can't see that changing even post-op. In fact the more I read about knee surgery the less appealing it sounds. 'You will be unable to do laundry for four weeks'. Oh great. (And why not? If I have to start walking the day after surgery, will I be unable to walk a block and a half after three weeks, conservative estimation? carrying my laundry on my rollator? If they have me climbing stairs within a week, will I be still be uable to access my basement afterthe same period of time? Hmpf.)

But that's for the future. Hoc facias, siue id non pote siue pote.
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