Life has a funny way…

 

Have you ever wondered why life is sarcastic? When you are doing ok in all areas, it sneaks up on you and removes you from your comfort zone. Is that sarcasm or irony? Or is it just life being a bitch. I had a friend who used to say “Life´s a bitch and then you die,” unfortunately she died at an early age. Perhaps it was premonition.

Last week I had to see my dentist because I thought I had lost one of my teeth fillings. The horror on her face when she realized emergency surgery was needed. My fillings were not coming loose; my teeth were falling out. One was almost all the way out that my upper gum receded so much that to find a spot to connect the stitches to was not an easy task. Now I will go in for another surgery in a couple of weeks. Meanwhile I cannot eat solids, just liquid or mashed food. Go figure, now the weight is coming off naturally with no effort. Life oh life…

My mom and youngest sister and her family came down with a cold/ flu/ whatever it is nowadays, so I kept myself far away from them, but missed them terribly. I couldn´t afford to catch a cold due to some international oral exams (speaking) I needed to give. However, the students at school have forgotten everything they learned about sneezing and coughing in class (mind you I teach high school juniors and seniors) and, you guessed it, I caught a cold. My throat starting aching the night after the exams were over and now, I have to wear a mask to school so that I do not contaminate others. I certainly have learned my lesson during the pandemic. If you have a cold or flu, wear a mask. Keep a distance, wash your hands, cover your mouth when coughing and sneeze on your elbows. Life has a funny way…

Then you discover that two exceedingly kind friends are fighting for their lives out of the blue.

Yes, life has a funny funny way…

 

Written: May 10,2026 

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Hard to Keep My New Year´s Resolution

 

 

Every December 31^st I make a compact list, (used to make a long one but noticed that it was almost impossible to do everything on that list), of goals to reach each year. This past year was not any different.

 Always at the top of my list was to start a diet and lose weight. I learned to stop putting that at the top many years ago. Now I just choose to try to be as healthy as I can and accept the body that was given to me. At most, it rids me of frustration and failure.

Making a list of things I can and have control over has made me a more relaxed person. Getting rid of stress is always on my list. Reading more is a way that I reduce stress therefore I have been doing that increasingly. Apparently, my addiction to buying more books has also increased. It doesn´t frustrate me though, it gives me immense pleasure.

I have reduced expenses by not driving in this hectic city. In the end the math works out, and I get to know so many interesting drivers. Stories which are so vastly different from my own. Always giving me ideas to write about.

Yes, so many ideas to write about…

Now we have reached the point of my failed resolution. I had planned to write and post 2 or 3 articles here on my blog. I haven´t been able to do so with such ease. I blame it on lack of planning and too much free time on my hands. Yes, you have read it correctly, too much free time. I have cut back on my work hours, and my schedule is well put together at work. I have two days off and two whole afternoons. I only teach 19 hours a week. I get home thinking of all the activities I will accomplish, but then decide to take a short nap, and instead of pumping me up, recharging my energy, I sleep longer than I intended and then just procrastinate. At other times, I play an interesting but time-consuming game on my cell phone. I became addicted to it at the end of the year and now I am like a prisoner. Because of this, I am starting to understand what goes on with the young generation. It has awakened a monster inside of me that can spend hours just itching to win at each level and overcoming the difficulties. In the end, there isn´t a prize and I get frustrated for having spent so much time playing. Then I start convincing myself that it is good for the brain (which is a fact). Where does all this soothing self-talk come from? While I enjoy it,  I  also feel that I need to punish myself for wasting time. Wasting time is a bit too harsh. I will change it to spending my time.

Hopefully I will be able to keep this resolution of writing and posting going.

Written: March 13, 2026, while my 3^rd year HS students take a reading comprehension test. 😊

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