What happens when I’m seventy. Must come a time . . . seventy

This morning, I took my walk and when I got home, David was up, so we went into the pool.  When we got out, the bandage on his toe had come off, and he scraped it again, so I have to do some first aide.  It looked much better when I changed the bandage later in the day.  We didn’t exercise until later in the day, and didn’t do our usual walk because his toe was hurting. Hopefully it will be better tomorrow.  We also have Physical Therapy.

I did some of the items on my “To-Do List”, but not enough.  One of the items was dealing with medicare.  We took the short drive to the Social Security office, because when I have tried to get information by phone or online, it gets a little frustrating.  A 45 minute wait time on the phone, and it took only 30 minutes to go to the office and get what I needed.  I need to have add part A to David’s medicare, and she said that once I get the form from UNIS, it should be pretty quick.

We went to the movies this afternoon with Donovan, and saw Lee Daniels’ The Butler.  We both liked it a lot, but there was a lot of commotion in the theatre – first, there was a woman and her daughter right behind us, and the mother was having to explain all the civil rights history to her and then, some guy started yelling at a person who was texting during the movie.  They all calmed down.  I also felt very young.  I think I might have been the youngest person in the theatre, except for the daughter sitting behind us.  It was a bit of a history lesson, but certainly one that is worth telling to a younger audience.

Then home, and I ran to the store and made dinner.  We watched another episode of Breaking Bad, and still enjoying it.  Then the blog and more of the new book, A Short History of Everything by Bill Bryson.  Mary Clute had recommended another book by this author, but I thought this one would be good for us.  Thanks, Mary.

One thought on “What happens when I’m seventy. Must come a time . . . seventy

  1. When you’re old, and it’s cold…

    (I had to cheat on this one, admittedly, but I know the song, just not all the lyrics.)

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