OLD FASHIONED WEDNESDAY

A funny fact about January Wednesdays in Minnesota is that they’re just like every other day of the week. For us, the temperatures have kept us homebound and we’re feeling the stress of cabin fever. When you’re 81, all days become just like the day before, unless you have a printed calendar to refer to – you tune into the daily news – or open your computer to check the date. And who in the world came up with the spelling for the word Wednesday? Someone who wanted to confuse us even further, I’m sure. 

When I was five, we had underwear to tell us what day it was. Mom would line them up consecutively so that we had a clear hint us. through the week There were dish towels in the kitchen with the days of the week printed on them. Sometimes they got mixed up and it threw a wrench into the entire works. When you’re employed it’s fairly easy to determine what day it is. You’re on a specific timeline that keeps you more aware of it. Every day of the week becomes just another day when you are no longer on a schedule – or if you don’t have labeled underwear to help you figure it out – or at least you can’t find it.

Add to all that, the fact that our memories are failing. We go from room to room and can’t remember why. Our motivation has been lost somewhere between the kitchen and the living room. Wouldn’t it be nice to have those old dish towels again? Aging is not what it’s cracked up to be. When we’re young our minds are free from so much information. Our data bank is just beginning to fill up. Through adolescence, the age of discovery and exploration, begins to become a slave to our hormones. As young adults, we’re on such strict schedules, everything must be plugged into our calendars, so we don’t forget an appointment. When you start a family, you need smart watches, smart phones and smart everything to sort things out. By the time we reach old age, it’s no wonder our smart brain has turned to mush. 

So, we resort to looking out the window for a camel. We refer to a calendar. We gauge our time by what game show is on TV or which doctor we’re scheduled to see. It shouldn’t be complicated, but it has become our current reality. 

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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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4 Responses to OLD FASHIONED WEDNESDAY

  1. LOL! My mother was having a lot of trouble keeping track of the date, so I told her to hang a calendar. I have discovered she hung one that is a few years old which now explains everything.

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  2. hatrack4's avatar hatrack4 says:

    Guys never had underwear like that. I miss a television show every now and then because I forget what day it is. I am afraid that I will not show up to teach Sunday school some Sunday in the near future because I forgot it was Sunday. You have opened the door to my weakness!!!!

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  3. Oh my, you’ve described reality faced by my wife and I. She used to wear socks with the days of the week stitched on them. One pair went AWOL, and suddenly we needed other means to keep track of time. Now I know why my wife encourages me to watch a certain game show.

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