Tuesday, December 22, 2020

In my small world

 There are two kinds of lucky people - 

People who can drive and have a car

and

People who can walk and live within walking distance of a grocery store.

Health reasons keep my husband and I from doing either. 

And we live walking distance from a grocery store. 

We are constantly commenting from the back seat of an Uber - "Gee, remember when we had a car and could drive"

and

"Gee, remember when we could walk this?"

Getting old is not for sissies

and

Life sucks, then you die.

6 comments:

  1. Gosh I'm sorry. In an emergency you know you can reach out to me :-) I know I"m not that close but especially on a weekend I can zip up there far faster and get you where you need to be!
    Do you know I have never taken an Uber or any ride share? Taxi's yes. Rideshare no. I think I'm the only one left.

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    1. That is most kind of you...we don't have emergencies per se (except those 2 times we had to call 911 - ambulance ride to the hospital is $686) I'm just a little frustrated at my almost complete lack of independence - a few years ago we were walking to the store, now my husband uses a cane even in the apartment, and I use mine on the rare occasions we leave the building. I'm just feeling a bit pissy LOL And this post should have gone into my journal not been posted publicly.

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  2. My ability to get out has been limited due to health issues, and I've thought about how much harder that would've been back in the day before you could get pretty much everything delivered.

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    1. Oddly enough, many, many years ago (I'm talking the 1950's and even into the 1960's) just about everything could be delivered or picked up. We had the Dugan's man - took orders in person then delivered bread and bakery items, the dry cleaner picked up and delivered; the seltzer guy just showed up in his truck on a weekly basis and you could get beer, soda seltzer etc. Of course milk/butter/juice was delivered to your door and there was a big metal box provided by the company where they left your stuff. Groceries could be delivered by some of the smaller stores - you phoned in an order and then some teenager on a bike would deliver. My father owned a deli for a few years and he had regular customers, older folks, who would call in their order and my brother would deliver them...So home delivery not a new concept at all. Oh yeah, then there was the fruit and vegetable guy who came by once a week - just parked on the street and honked his horn or rang a bell...Someone recently mentioned the horse drawn carts that hawked food stuff but that was in the 1930's- 1940's - just before my time. Remember tho, I lived in New York City so probably other places didn't have these kinds of delivery systems. Occasionally the junkman came through the neighborhood - sometimes he paid for your "good" junk but mostly he just took your junk away. And the crystalline man - crystalline was what we now call laundry bleach and it was a laundry staple back in the day. He would come through and just yell out his truck window. I lived in the borough of Queens, parts of which were considered the 'suburbs' back in my day...so yeah, almost everything was delivered back then.

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  3. The challenges of aging is a real pain in the butt and it's a miracle we don't all suffer from hemorrhoids. :)

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    1. Oh my word - but you made me laugh...

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