The remodel of my apartment started yesterday. We have the carpet torn out. Today we will probably do some painting. The work on the new floor will start tomorrow morning. I’ll have to stay in a hotel for a few days. Fortunately my family is in town to help with this project. I can stand a few days of upheaval for a solution that will probably last the next 15 years. I’m glad this has gotten started. I will be glad when it is accomplished.
Been sleeping more the last few days. I think I’m trying to fight off a cold, again. Been hitting the fluids and vitamin C. Hopefully this passes quickly. I haven’t been socializing as much the last few days either. I have been to tired to be much for decent conversation. I have gone easier on reading the last few days too. I essentially want to sleep as often as possible.
I getting to where I’m ready for spring. Spring is usually my happiest time of year, especially in May and June. For some reason I just don’t well in the heat of late summer. August is traditionally a tough time for me. I think I’ve gotten my fill of winter. Fortunately it hasn’t been as tough of a winter this year as last. We haven’t had much snow in my town since the first of the year. The air hasn’t felt dry, it just hasn’t snowed or rained much in my town the last several weeks.
A lot of sickness has been going around my complex and my town this winter. Other than a bad cold around the first of the year, I have avoided it. Even though I still don’t socialize much in person, I’ve been making a point of leaving my apartment at least once a day the last few days. I think I’m just wanting to be out and about more. Even when I have deliveries to my place, I now meet them in the lobby rather than wait for them at home. I usually have a decent idea of what time my delivery guys will arrive, so I usually go to the lobby a few minutes before they arrive. It gives me an extra reason to move around more and gets me out of the apartment, at least for several minutes.
My mother’s birthday was yesterday. She’s now in her seventies. I was talking to her yesterday and she said her age doesn’t get her as much as having her youngest son (me) going to be forty this summer. I guess being forty doesn’t traumatize me as much as I thought it would. I do regularly shave now as I was noticing a few gray hairs in my beard. That I spent much of my thirties with a beard. I haven’t been losing hair but I’ve noticed my hair doesn’t grow as fast as it once did. The only real part of being middle aged that bothers me is that I just don’t have the endurance I did even a few years ago. I used to walk 3 miles a day all the way until my mid 30s with no problems. Most of the jobs I ever had required me to be on my feet most of the time. I now understand why people look for desk jobs once they hit their late 30s. My mind is as strong as ever, but the body just isn’t keeping up anymore. I’m still adapting to this.
I have now accepted that there isn’t any embarrassment in asking for help, especially with physical tasks. It took me awhile to adapt to this. For as long as I can remember until a couple years ago, I was the one who was doing physical tasks for others on a daily basis. When I worked retail, I didn’t mind lifting heavy items or stocking shelves. I didn’t mind the lifting and walking involved in factory work. I enjoyed being on my feet when I worked as a janitor for a few years. But that kind of endurance has faded over the last few years. I was so used to helping others I didn’t bother to keep track of what I did to help others. I didn’t mind living on the top floor of an apartment complex and parking as far away as possible from the front door just because I was quite mobile. Not anymore, at least the mobility part. I still try to help people, even if it’s as simple as keeping clutter off the floor so my cleaning lady can get her work done quicker. For years I helped others and didn’t think of doing otherwise. But I guess now I can ask for help as needed. See, it does pay to help others.
Had a quiet weekend overall. Watched a couple movies on amazon and talked to family and a few friends. Spent the entire day Thursday out of my apartment while maintenance was being done. So I was out and about all day. Caught up with a few of my neighbors. Had some good conversations, the kind when I talked so much my throat was sore at the end of the day. Been a few years since I had a day like that.
Overall I’m less paranoid these days than I was during the fall. I think things began improving about late October to early November. That’s about the time I got to know my neighbors better. We usually talk once a day just to see how each other is doing. I usually leave my door unlocked when I am awake now. I used to leave my door locked all the time. Sometimes if I was really paranoid and anxious I wouldn’t answer the door. I don’t notice people walking and talking in the hallways as much as a few months ago. I used to be real paranoid about that. I think it helps alleviate the anxiety and paranoia even more getting in touch with my neighbors. I still have occasionally have days I just want to stay in bed. But those are becoming fewer and less frequent.
I’m also having fewer problems with aches and pains. I started taking some supplements for my joints a few months ago. I now have fewer aches and am more flexible. I don’t wake up nearly as stiff and sore as I used to.
I’m starting to need less sleep again. I usually go to sleep around 11pm and wake for good by 6am. I occasionally nap in the afternoon. I feel better rested overall than even two months ago.
I’m still lifting arm weights three to four times per week. I’ve been adding more exercises and reps the last several weeks. I started regularly lifting weights last March. It was a slow go the first few months. Gradually I built up strength and endurance. Eventually I added more exercises and reps. I definitely notice a positive difference in my strength and stamina in less than one year. I want to keep this up. Can hardly wait to see what the next year will bring.
I’m having fewer flare ups the last several weeks. Sometimes I even go entire days without flare ups. And the flare ups I do have are shorter lived and less intense. I think it helps that I have connected more with my neighbors and old friends in the complex. It helps that I avoid negative people and situations, in person and online. I don’t spend much time on facebook anymore except to chat with a few old friends. I don’t even participate much in my tech and science groups. If it weren’t for a few old friends and promoting my blog, I wouldn’t even have a facebook page anymore. One of my close friends is thinking about closing down their account. I was off facebook for a week over the autumn. It helped me to alleviate stress and irritability. Other than a couple friends I just don’t get much out of it anymore. I guess after 10 to 12 years I’m finally ready to truly cut back. I still have my email address. Besides, the friends I stay in contact with are the types I don’t need to keep in contact with on a daily basis. This isn’t high school anymore.
Between getting back in touch with my neighbors and friends in the complex, exercising on a regular basis, keeping in contact with friends and family, reading books on a regular basis, watching more movies, and getting even more active with this blog, it’s been an eventful and fruitful last couple months since the weather turned colder. I guess we still have another ten weeks of cold and dreary weather. But I have held up well the last several weeks. I can face the next several weeks too.
Been a bit of an up and down year for me. I’ve had several positives like finding a new general practice doctor and restarting my weight lifting routine. Even though my lungs are still weak, my physical strength is almost as good as it was when I was in my late twenties. I have employed a cleaning lady for a year. The apartment feels more like a home than a hide out. I redecorated my apartment. I put up some art work done by friends and a few classic battle flags. My personal favorites are the old U.S. Betsy Ross flag and the Pirate Ship flag. I ordered several through amazon as they were on sale. While the flags look excellent, they are also bigger than I expected. I currently have three on my walls. I’d love to hang all of them but I don’t think I have enough wall room.
As far as drawbacks go, I lost confidence in myself to drive my car. So I sold my car to one of my dad’s friends. It was an older, but lower mileage, car. I no longer drove enough to justify having it. And it was doing no one any good just sitting in a parking space. I still isolate some, but I have reestablished contact with some of my old college friends and extended family I had lost contact with over the last few years. I suppose after being a regular on social media for a few years, I have figured out what to post and what not to mention. I think most people are at least starting to adapt. I’ve noticed I’ve been involved in fewer online arguments than even three years ago.
I almost never have back pain anymore. But I still get short of breath if I’m really active. My physical therapist said I retained most of my physical strength even if I lost a lot of my lung capacity and my heart needed to get stronger. In addition to lifting weights, I also make a point of walking around and doing stretches in my apartment every couple hours. I am now on a blood pressure medication. I have noticed I don’t need as much sleep as I did before I started the medication. I’m also regaining stamina more quickly than before.
As far as science news goes for 2019, there were some really cool happenings. A probe was landed on the dark side of the moon by the Chinese. A few more probes were sent to Mars. Self landing and reusable rockets are becoming almost common occurrences. The world now has almost five billion people with access to the internet. Strides in life extension medicine have been made. There is now at least one company, started by a young man in his twenties, that is now removing garbage from the Pacific Ocean. Plans are being made to start cleaning up orbital space garbage. I bet my grandparents when they were watching the USA vs USSR space race back in the 1960s didn’t think this would become a problem so soon. And now private companies and small countries are sending up probes. Definitely not my parents’ space race anymore.
Even an electric powered pickup truck is now in development by the guys at Tesla. I joked about that a few years ago. Maybe my joke about custom making a fishing pole on a 3D printer or buying camping supplies with Bitcoins aren’t far behind. And I’m sure there are already people who can build computers and moon shine stills from scratch (see my Nerdy Redneck posts). Now it looks like it is starting to happen. I also saw that a cross country self driving truck delivery was made here in USA a few weeks ago. There was a driver present but the only time he took over was for things like refueling and maybe road construction. Ten years ago this was science fiction. Looks like I’ll be telling my brother’s kids to not consider being a truck driver or taxi cab driver. Even the small college town I live in has a few Uber drivers now. Before my car accident I applied to Uber, thinking I could make a few dollars ferrying around college kids on the weekends. I was turned down because my car was too old. One of my friend’s, her husband works for an Uber like company. Made decent money but worked long hours and was rarely home.
2019 has been an eventful year overall. Much of it has been good news, some of it bad. The bad news is going to get more attention simply because that is what the human mind notices first. Brilliant survival strategy in the Stone Age but can drive us insane when most of the basics are already met for most people in our world. According to a scholar named Yuval Noah Harrai, our world now has more people suffering health problems from eating too much as opposed to not getting enough food. Our great grandparents would have never imagined that. As much as I enjoy futurism and tech predictions, I would be foolish to say what isn’t possible for the citizens of 2120, especially after how much change I’ve personally witnessed since I graduated high school in 1999. My best friend and I were among the first families in our small farming town to subscribe to internet. I didn’t have my own email address until I was 18. And it was my friend who taught me how to get free music (which I never did) and free dirty pics (guilty as charged). My eight year old nephew is enamored with my mother’s old mechanical type writer. I never used one myself but learned how to type on an electric type writer when I was in junior high. The change over to computers was easy in comparison. Maybe my nephew’s kids will be surprised that we had to type on computers, rather then just think and communicate that way. Or it could be something completely out of the blue we can’t imagine yet. If the 2010s are any indication, the 2020s will be even more eventful and sometimes chaotic. It’s only going to get more interesting and eventful.
Been on my new meds for over a week now. I think I notice a difference already. I don’t need as much sleep and I wake up with almost no aches and pains. Even the aches in my knee are far more manageable now. For a few weeks I would wake up in pain, especially in my knee. It usually went away after a hot bath and a couple Tylenol pills. But it seems like my mornings are starting faster now. I still lift weights every other day. I still don’t leave my apartment much. But I usually leave my door unlocked when I’m awake. My neighbors drop by a few times a week, usually to chat or drop off some food they made. Yesterday they were here for a couple hours and brought pork chops and potatoes. I provided the meat and they made dinner. I’ll have to go grocery shopping again in a few days.
With today being a Thursday, my cleaner is scheduled to arrive today. She’s usually here over the noon hour. I buy her supplies and she gives the place a scrub down and vacuum once a week. She has been here since last Christmas. I notice a night and day difference in the way the place not only looks, but feels. Since she started cleaning my house, I have put up more decorations like paintings, historical flags, and throw rugs. A good throw rug not only brings more life to a bachelor pad, it feels so good on bare feet on cold mornings. I am no longer paranoid about having guests in my apartment. At this point, I prefer hosting guests as opposed to going to other people’s places. When I was in high school and college, I preferred going to other people’s rooms and houses. Kind of odd how one can change over the years.
Even though I don’t get out for long, I still keep in contact with my friends and family. I have a few friends I talk to almost daily via facebook. I chat with my family a couple times a week on the phone. I am slowly reestablishing sidetracked friendships on facebook. Over the last few years, I had cut my friends list down significantly because of, well, dumb reasons. Some of these friends were worth letting go, but many are worth reestablishing contact with.
Only two weeks until Christmas. 2019 is going to be passing into 2020 soon after. 2019 has been a long year for me. I think spending much of my time at home made this year go slower than usual. It was a year of changes for me. I sold my car so I’m no longer driving. I lift arm weights regularly. I gave up most fast food. I gave up most sugary food. I broke down and hired outside help to keep my home livable. I now have help with cleaning and laundry. I gave up on a few friendships once it became painfully obvious some of my friends and I no longer had the same interests or values. I guess people do change over the years. It’s usually so gradual that we don’t notice it until afterwards. I am beginning to overcome some of my anxiety about people. Guests don’t bother me much anymore. I still get slightly paranoid when I hear people talking out in my hallway.
I didn’t watch much tv or news this year. I can’t relate to many tv shows. I even cancelled my Netflix subscription. Most of what I watch anymore is youtube or live sports. The news is depressing, but I get that’s what catches the attention. We have plenty of good news stories that will never get mentioned simply because good news doesn’t catch the attention. I didn’t read as much as I would have liked either, outside of online science and tech articles. I guess it’s been kind of a less eventful year, at least for me.
I decided I’m giving up social media. I cancelled my twitter account and have put my facebook on inactive status. I spend too much time on facebook and not enough time actually writing and researching. I have only a couple close friends and a few cousins I really hear from anymore via facebook. I would have given it up over a year ago if I wasn’t fearful I’d permanently lose contact with my friends and family. I tired writing more emails several months ago, but got only one response from the dozen I sent out. I suppose it feeds into my paranoia that my friends and family really don’t like me that much. Every time I call my parents, the bulk of the conversation focuses on what I can do to improve myself and how to make my apartment more presentable. I find this irritating. I really do. I can’t even just live anymore. At this point in my life, I don’t care if I impress people or am popular. I have never been popular, not even in college or high school. But I had a good time in college because I got to spend time with people even more eccentric and academically oriented than myself on a daily basis. I know many people condemn academic knowledge, scholarly pursuits, and intelligence. I have endured this my entire life. And I have given up on people ever changing their attitudes towards intelligence and wisdom. I just want to live and be allowed to pursue my goals, which include learning as much as I possibly can about as many subjects as I can. I don’t give a damn if I ever make a cent off my pursuits of knowledge and wisdom. As long as I have enough money to make rent and keep my pantry stocked and myself clothed and my psych medications current, everything else is just add ons. I don’t need a large house, a prestigious career, a trophy wife, lots of kids, a fancy car, designer clothes, or the respect of people I have nothing in common with. I never have. I was, like many ambitious teenagers, brainwashed into thinking I needed such nonsense to have a fulfilled life. It took a serious mental illness and struggling for most of my twenties to realize that wasn’t what I wanted for myself. And it took a few more years to where I got to the point when I no longer felt shame for not wanting a life I had no say in designing.
I don’t feel shame for not wanting to be rich or famous. I don’t write blogs every few days with the idea I will get noticed and make a train load of money. I write for a record of what it like to be a mentally ill man in early 21st century America. I don’t write just for my current audience. I write for future generations so there is at least one record as to what mental illness meant in the early stages of the Information Revolution. And make no mistake, our species and our civilizations are going through a period of transition at very least as profound as the Agricultural Revolution thousands of years ago and the Industrial Revolution hundreds of years ago. It should be no wonder so many people are afraid and angry. Afraid of what’s happening and what is going to happen. Angry that we found that much of what we learned in our youths and what worked well in previous generations is starting to no longer apply.
We are at a point in history when our science and tech is advancing faster than our institutions of government, religion, education, finance, industry, and social norms. At this point in time (November 2019), the world is far different than the one I went to high school in during the 1990s. I’ve recently rewatched some of the tv shows that were popular when I was a teenager, and it’s almost quaint looking at some of the tech that was considered cutting edge twenty five years ago. Even in the Matrix series, there were no smart phones, social media, video sharing platforms, laptop computers, etc. There were still phone booths in that series and that was made only twenty years ago. I didn’t notice the subtle changes that were happening over the course of a year or two when things were happening. But looking at it over the span of twenty years, I am as a 39 year old man living in a world that is foreign to the one I occupied at age 16. I’m not even sure my niece and nephews have seen a VCR tape anywhere outside of a history show or museum. I sometimes chuckle when I see older people who don’t research online as much as my cohorts do. But my teenage nephews would chuckle that I have never run a 3D printer or used a VR headset. One of my nephews recently bought a VR headset from money he raised working odd jobs for his parents and neighbors. He set up a VR flying simulator for my father. As for me, I’m waiting a couple of years for the prices to drop and the tech to get more user friendly. As crazy as the changes I have seen in the last twenty years have been, I guarantee the next twenty will be even more so. At this point I’m just content to buckle up and enjoy the ride from my apartment in small town Nebraska.