Where in the heck do these weeks go???

[susandennis]

Here we are smack in the middle of another week. I could swear that Monday was 10 minutes ago. I am a cliche - the older I get the faster time flies.

My pool boyfriend was there today. Franchesco swims about 3 times a week and never fails to greet me warmly and never leaves the pool without a massive 'BYE!' wave. He's kinda hunky, too. Regulars kind of come and go at my pool. A relative newby is a young woman who comes in with dumbell weights and swims hard for a few laps and then walks with her weights and then throws her legs or the side and does situps from the water surface, with her weights.

This morning she came in as I was finishing up and remarked about strong my stroke was. I think my stroke is kind of lame which is why I am no faster than I am BUT that does not prevent me - one bit - from wallowing in the complement. I love my swim peops.

The charge for my new phone hit my credit card last night and my order moved from Pending to Processing and now I am now obsessively refreshing looking for it to change to Shipped.

A lot of this election year reminds me of the last six months of 1999. Everyone had massive apocalyptic predictions and count downs and opinions about what would happen when 1999 turned into 2000 - The Y2K Problem. It was also a slow news time so the media was consumed by the topic. There were more than a couple of people who were constantly in the headlines during that time that we never heard from again. There are now pundits and others so consumed with destroying Trump and/or Clinton that I sure do hope we never hear from again...

Oh a whole bunch o' books came in and are now waiting for me at the library. I might just go pick them up today. They are mainly books of doll and toy knitting patterns by a couple of guys I just recently found out about. I can't wait to see what they've got.

But first I think I'll do a little sewing...

Comments

[zhelana.livejournal.com]

Yeah in 1999 I was in high school (a senior) and my best friend's parents wouldn't let her leave the house because clearly the apocalypse was going to happen at midnight.My parents allowed me to leave but said I had to be in someone's house and not leave until the morning because they didn't want me to drive at midnight (althoguh I think that was because of drunks not because of apocalypse). We spent the night with her little sister and a friend of hers in the hot tub drinking fake champagne and grape juice. :p

[susandennis]

What a fun memory!!

[lord-cellytron.livejournal.com]

Haha, I remember Y2K. My dad listened to Art Bell and he started hearing about it around late 1997. I told my teachers to get ready, the computers are going to fail and it's gonna be the end the world!!

We bought a few supplies, but were decidedly unready for the apocalypse. But then on Dec. 31, it was already New Year's in Australia, and nothing ever came of it.

I guess every few decades or so we need to have a mass panic.

[susandennis]

I think so!