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Over the years of my life time I have tried to set myself up for an easy retirement… But having a history of trusting the wrong people and poor health has put me in the position to rely on government pensions to live on as a retiree.

I’m not saying this because I want people to feel sorry for me… i’m saying it because it means that as a result I spend an awful lot of time at home by myself these days.  Also due to my low income and cruddy health I have been eating a diet mostly of potatoes for the last couple of years because that’s what will stay in me.

All that being said before I retired I bought myself an air fryer… what a great little gadget that has been during the heat waves we’ve experienced this summer.  I have become the queen of baked potatoes. Lol

The air fryer sits on the counter in my tiny kitchen next to the sink and I have a half a dozen 500 mil canning jars sitting on the counter by the sink full of water to soak because like everything else I don’t run my dishwasher often enough.

Tonight I baked two medium size potatoes one for dinner and one for breakfast tomorrow… I opened the air fryer and pulled the basket all the way out and set it on the counter and in doing so both baked potatoes jumped out of the basket and landed in two of the jars of water… I mean seriously what are the chances? Because the jars are unclean I threw the big potatoes away and started over again.

I did however give me a great laugh… maybe I’ll try my luck at a couple of the games at the fair this weekend lol

Last night I dreamt that I was back home on Crown Street with my mom.

I dreamt that she was working with a children’s rescue and as such became a fostering r to two South American girls the oldest being eight and the youngest being five.

The eight-year-old was a terror. She was a thief and she was violent and she kept hitting my mother when she caught her stealing from her bedroom.

I finally grabbed the girl by her shirt collar to get her away from my mother and she turned on me. Whaling on me with her fists…. I tried to give her a shake but my limbs started to tremble and I had no strength.  The five year old started to cry and sobbed and shrieked whilst the 8 year old began to cuss me out…. In two languages.

I tried as hard as I could to protect my mother but in the end she had to come and rescue me from the eight year old.  

I woke up crying…When I got out of bed I put my glasses on and then went to close my bedroom window to keep the cool in during this heat wave….in turning around to go around my bed to take the dog out I fell.

There’s nothing more terrifying to me than falling and knowing that there’s nothing I can do to stop it…As luck would have it I did a face plant into my mattress, which of course saved a lot of injury. However I was wearing my glasses and because I landed full face on the bed I did bend my glasses and hurt my nose again.  And somehow through that I barked my knee again on the dog stairs.  

This getting old shit ain’t for sissies.