Woes of Conference Time

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PoBoy! PoBoy! Wake up! Buzz! Buzz! Snooze! Snooze! Beep! Beep! Yep! The alarm clock won. He's up and going again.

Let's see it's Thursday. Oh! My! Time to take the meds. Well it's almost 7:00 a.m. Potty call for the furries. The doggies at least. Kitties use your litter box. Now we're cooking.

The way PoBoy's mornings begin. PoBoy thinks its about the same for everyone. Rich or Poor we all roll out in the mornings. Funny, PoBoy thinks, how everyday for at least a few minutets we are all equal. It's afterwards, PoBoy believes, where we differentiate ourselves. Like a chess match, we each try to win our fair share of the game of life.

Okay PoBoy so what happens when you retire? Well as PoBoy has figured it out your body begins going downhill. Some folks don't show the signs outwardly as much as others -- but definitely the body is beginning to fail. You will notice it yourself, as you age, because you can't do the things you once did. Maybe that's why "those in the know" suggest finding something new to do. Perhaps an old hobby that you can redevelop. PoBoy thinks, but cannot find a hobby that he really would get excited about. There must be something.

Since PoBoy is self-taught in just about everything he feels that to continue learning would be a good idea. Here's a project idea, to learn to build a pc from scratch. can he do it? He is not mechanically adept, but he can follow instructions. Maybe. No hurry either. Take his time and build one. Beginning to sound great to him.

Not yet, PoBoy you still have 140 days to retirement day and about 155 days before the move to Florida. In between he has asked a man with 30 years of pc experience to customize one desktop pc that he can depend on when he reaches Florida. PoBoy is still in the beginning stages of exactly what he would like as his ultimate pc. How much does he want to spend on a customized pc? Well he'll discuss that with the "honest technician" who is to visit him on Saturday.

PoBoy, always trying to think ahead, has contacted the Veterans Administration for an interview. He figures that he will need sources of services in the future. Like a good boy scout, PoBoy believes in being prepared. Oh! The appointment is for Tuesday morning. Don't forget to bring your paperwork PoBoy.

Thursday later morning, PoBoy will be meeting with his heart doctor, actually the licensed practioner: Nurse Kathy. He'll find out how the new dosage of bp pills is doing in his system. Probably lousy as pressure mounts daily as the organization where he works nears Annual Conference time.

He was told he had to get a "delegate packet" together to be reviewed by the Finance Committee tomorrow. So today he'll spend most of his day trying to remember the chunks of info that must be included. He spoke with the office executive manager about travel expense check because he plans to rent a car for the trip. A check will be cut for travel probably towards the end of next week. He needs 57.00 for that plus gasoline for the 202 mile round trip. He'll rent a sub-compact for the trip to conserve on gasoline.

All the furries are here again. Missing kitty (2 days) turned up in a closet. The puppies always make PoBoy laugh and they are so lovable. Mr. Punkybutt had to lie in the crook of PoBoy's arm last night and have his "tum tum" rubbed. He enjoys that. Soon both he and Sissy were fast asleep.

Well PoBoy notes the clock talking to him again. It's "shower and shave" time. So until later...have a great day.