I just got back from Supercuts where I got my hair cut, and now I’m having my cup of coffee. I was gone maybe 30 minutes. I like to get back to Charlie so he doesn’t get too stressed.
This time I had her go even shorter on top. There is no cutting with scissors. It’s just shaved. It takes all of maybe 2-3 minutes. And it feels so good to have that thick hair on top gone.
Some women are very picky about their hair. I just want it short and easy to deal with.
Every morning when I get up I stick my head under the bathroom faucet to get it wet, then run my brush over it. Even though I don’t really need to do that when it’s recently been cut.
I’m a big fan of easy. I tend to order the same clothing over and over because I’m not going into a store to try clothing on. I tend to order pretty much the same shoes online for much the same reason.
I’m a creature of habit to the “nth” degree.
You won’t see me wearing any jewelry except for my wrist watch. I have a small box of jewelry somewhere, but I haven’t even opened the box in many years. There’s nothing expensive in it.
So a person like me saves a great deal of money on clothing and shoes and such. Instead I put what money I have in my home and garden space.
My patio is my special place. Where I grow flowers and herbs and vines and vegetables. My gardening space is my little slice of heaven.
And photography is my favorite hobby. I love to take photos. I actually broke both sides of my ankle in 2012 trying to save my camera, which was hanging around my neck when I fell.
I did save the camera. But not my ankle. And I ended up having two surgeries over 2 years time. It still isn’t quite right.
If I had it to do over and have a few more seconds to actually think about it, I would have let the camera go and saved my ankle.
But hindsight of course is 20/20.
I had that camera for about 8-9 years. And just this past year I bought a new one pretty much just like it.
During those 8-9 years time I took thousands and thousands of photos. And before that digital Canon I had a Canon Rebel, which was before digital was a thing.
Cars don’t matter to me either. My Pathfinder is 12 years old with about 46,000 miles on it. Never had a problem with it. Knock firmly on wood.
I’ve just had regular oil changes and added four new tires. I had a leak around the transmission somewhere last January and had to have it fixed, and I have had the front brakes replaced.
This SUV has been a good car. It was a dealer car when I bought it. My ex drove it to work three days a week the first couple of years.
But other than that, I’ve been the sole driver.
I have heated seats and all kinds of things on that car. I never use them. I haven’t even turned on the radio in about 10 years.
Yes, I’m quite the creature of habit! I use a car simply to get from point A to point B.
I never drive at night. I haven’t even been out at night in many years. I rarely go out after 4 p.m. because I hate traffic.
I don’t carry a smart phone. Tried it. Didn’t like the distraction. When I’m out, I want to be left alone. I hate walking around a store listening to conversations I would not ordinarily be privy too.
I carry an emergency phone for emergencies only. I don’t even put minutes on it. I use my home phone, and it rarely rings. When it does, it’s typically a name and number I don’t recognize, so I won’t answer it.
My daughter and I tend to email back and forth for the most part. I refuse to text, and she has told me that her father won’t either.
Obviously we don’t like to talk on the phone. We have quite a bit in common, he and I, so why have we been divorced for most of her life? I think the 13 year age difference was a big factor.
I first met him when he was teaching a psychology class when I was in college.
The one thing that might change around here is the decorating of my apartment and my patio garden. That’s where I choose to unleash my creativity.
But all in all, I’m really rather boring. I don’t attend gatherings of more than a few people. (My daughter brings me holiday meals in the afternoon after they’ve eaten and have cleaned up).
I’m very lucky to have an understanding daughter, and she is very special to me. She and Andrew are the light of my life. Well, and Charlie of course.
I don’t travel because that would mean upsetting my routine.
So when you take all this into consideration, I realize that I’ve become one of those old grannies who are not in the loop. I am an anachronism.
I don’t know anything about streaming video or talking to objects in my home to take care of tasks. Because I don’t want to.
I like my spot out of the loop. It’s nice and quiet and generally free from chaos.
I’ve become one of those people. And I don’t mind being boring at all.