It’ 4:40AM CDT, and as usual I’m seated at the computer, a TV above my head (mounted on one of those brackety things like you sometimes see in motel rooms or sports bars) with the national network news droning away, and attempting to write a post for AR. I have until 6, when I need be at the coffee shop to meet up with the codgers.
After the coffee shop, I’ll drop by the Boardmans (my young, not yet 60, friend, Jack & his lovely young bride of 26 years, the REALTOR®, Teresa) to walk their beagle-with-the-big-ears-and-long-legs, Daisy. Her tail nearly wags itself off her body when she sees me—she knows she’s going out to sniff her way through the neighborhood.
After my delightful time “walking Miss Daisy,” I head for the Minnesota History Center (except on Mondays when the research library is closed), and spend some hours of quality research time—lotsa grey-headed folks there doing the same.
Then, it’s back home and back to the computer and enter into my family history database any new information gathered, or just spend time doing on-line family research. I’m a news junkie, so the little radio beside the computer is always on & tuned to NPR, where I get the news in-depth, not just sound bites or useless promos “the hidden dangers of microwaves—details at ten.” I absolutely do not listen to commercial talk-radio, I hate the ads almost as much as I hate the talkers (from the right or the left) telling what to think! (OK—off the soap box Jay!)
Now, I must find time to work on our “Café Conversations” blog (what was I thinking?). It still needs some fine-tuning, it doesn’t yet funnel comments into the “waiting to be moderated” queue. That should be corrected today.
The really neat thing about being retired is that I can vary my daily schedule the way I want to! Now, however, I gotta get dressed and amble over to the coffee shop.
Jay
