The Old Folks Home

[pennyJo1960]

something you cannot fix right there Perchie

 

[getaclue]

My grandmother was born on Jan. 1, 1900. She died in 1986. She was the oldest of several children. Her dad farmed. He was a successful farmer. They weren't rich, but they were not broke either. Anyway, every so often her dad would hitch one of their mules to the wagon, tie a horse to the back of the wagon, load up the kids, and head to town. They'd go to the stores, and order whatever they needed, and feed. The kids would continue looking at things in the store, while the wagon was being loaded. Her dad would sometimes head over to the saloon for a beer.

When the wagon got loaded, and the kids were ready to go home, they'd wait a bit on their Pa to go home. If he wasn't ready to leave yet, they'd tie the horse up at the saloon hitching post. All the kids would climb into the wagon. They didn't know how to drive the wagon, but that was ok. They would scrape their shoes on the bottom of the wagon, and the mule would head for their barn, at home. Their dad would ride the horse home.

 

[pennyJo1960]

My Grandma was 55 when Ma was born in 1939 as the crash was ending but family was farmers Ma was a Oh Sh*t baby Grandpa passed when Ma was 10 he was 2 year older but died of Cancer they had total of 9 children Ma the last so Grandma was born in 1884

 

[getaclue]

Anytime anyone would mention the good ol days, my grandmother would speak up, saying that she didn't miss them, and was very glad for modern conveniences. From the stories she told, things like riding in the wagon, it seemed like a great childhood. From an adult perspective, having to be the one to hitch up the mule to the wagon, or hitch the mules, and plow the fields, taking over a day to boil, wash, and get laundry dry, hauling wood for the stove, etc. it was a LOT of work getting things done.

 

[pennyJo1960]

What I do miss is the invincible me still try to do as I did young

 

[getaclue]

penny, I miss that too. It used to infuriate me when I began noticing that I could not do things as quickly, and easily as I could years ago. I decided I could either become a grouchy old lady, or adapt. For the most part, I've adapted. I know physical chores take me longer than when I was younger. I allow more time for myself, to get things done. I know I tire more easily than I did. I don't schedule quite as much to get done in a day's time.

 

[pennyJo1960]

Well I would love another horse or to raise a few cattle but know I could not be a good person to them so we bought a smaller place better garage

 

[microchick]

penny, I miss that too. It used to infuriate me when I began noticing that I could not do things as quickly, and easily as I could years ago. I decided I could either become a grouchy old lady, or adapt. For the most part, I've adapted. I know physical chores take me longer than when I was younger. I allow more time for myself, to get things done. I know I tire more easily than I did. I don't schedule quite as much to get done in a day's time.

Same here, Clue. Especially with the moderate to severe arthritis. I have days where I can work like a demon, then days where it takes me all day just to get the common room of the house swept and straightened up. I had to tell DH that I could no longer do the vacuuming as it made my neck sore the next day from the repetitive movement. I hate that. Now the days that I can work hard are overshadowed by the days I can't.

My big goal is to simplify things. Getting rid of clutter, sorting through closets and clothes. There is always going to be dirt to deal with what with the house being relatively close to the gravel road not to mention 7 dogs and 5 cats running around, but making the dirt easier to deal with is the challenge.

Plus, I've had to do as you have done and not expect myself to be the same as I was even 10 years ago. Adaption is a cruel cruel.....well you know.

 

[NotAFarm]

What I do miss is the invincible me still try to do as I did young

Facing the reality of aging s***s.
The mind says yes you can but the body says that's going to cost you.

 

[trumpeting_angel]

When I was about 13, I went with my grandfather to the supermarket. He had run a little market with my grandma, living in an upstairs apartment, he at the
butcher counter and she at the cash register.

At the supermarket, he marveled at the TV dinners and expressed astonishment at the prices. I figured it was because he had gotten older, and he just couldn’t wrap his head around inflation any more.

Well, I guess I’ve arrived at old age! I am officially astonished at the price of things! In my last few years of working full time, I didn’t pay too much attention to the price of groceries, other than only buying expensive things when they’re on sale. Now I look at the price tag of a ski jacket or pair of boots and I can’t get over it. I saw an ad for short Ugg boots for $149. What?!

I’m old.