Monday, November 11
Nov. 12th, 2024 01:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gottawonderToday I am grateful for:
The freedoms that we have, the peace that we have. I am always saddened that war exists, and that people fight and die in those wars.
My Sweetie and I got normal chores and such done, and we were actually able to go to pottery together.
I saw D at pottery, and got to chat with her.
For whatever reason our conversation drifted towards dating (she is a fairly recent widow, her husband of many years passed a little over two years ago).
Dating for people over a certain age just seems kind of grim. D is, for example, pretty healthy and financially secure. For her, dating is more likely to become a liability for her, as men are less likely to be healthy than women over 65, and she doesn't want to just end up being tied to someone who is older or less healthy than she is.
Since she is financially okay, she would only risk that security if she dated someone who was less well off, or even if it was someone who was just bad with money.
I could see unequal finances being a real source of guilt, if your new boyfriend didn't have the money for example, to travel with you or enjoy going out to eat or something like that.
There's also trying to compete with the attention or needs of grown children and grand children, and even just the reality of whether you want someone else living with you again, when you might like your home to be a certain way, or you are taking up all the space with things you already own and love, and THEY have a whole houseful of things THEY love.
It seems like in order to keep finances and a home you own all your own, you pretty much just DATE, and never live together at that age.
It sure doesn't seem very romantic anymore.
I was able to throw some lids for two teapots I have on the go, though they will need trimming and finishing. I also threw a cool vase, and a bowl.
My Sweetie threw a big bowl, his specialty.
We started cleaning up at the "end" of the class time, but it did look like the "beginner's" class was not happening, likely because of Remembrance Day. We probably could have kept throwing, but at the same time my Sweetie needs to be home in good time to get to bed, and we still had to get groceries.
So we cleaned up (it was nice not to have to do all the cleaning by myself).
We did get groceries, though it's funny; when there are two of us it isn't necessarily faster or more efficient. He isn't a shopper who starts at one end of the store, works all the way through, and finishes at the tills (I mean, they lay the store out so you can do that). No, he's back and forth all over the place because he doesn't shop there enough to know where things are, and then it throws ME off because I don't know what he's doing and I get distracted.
I think we managed to get what we will need for another week, so that's good enough.
I am grateful that he will do things like this with me, that we have the means and the ability.
We came home and watched "Uncle Buck", which was fun if you don't overthink it. It's funny, people look at this as a classic, but if it were made today I don't even know if it would make it to theaters, or if it would even get released. They don't make movies like that anymore, and if they did, I'm not sure who would go see it.
The freedoms that we have, the peace that we have. I am always saddened that war exists, and that people fight and die in those wars.
My Sweetie and I got normal chores and such done, and we were actually able to go to pottery together.
I saw D at pottery, and got to chat with her.
For whatever reason our conversation drifted towards dating (she is a fairly recent widow, her husband of many years passed a little over two years ago).
Dating for people over a certain age just seems kind of grim. D is, for example, pretty healthy and financially secure. For her, dating is more likely to become a liability for her, as men are less likely to be healthy than women over 65, and she doesn't want to just end up being tied to someone who is older or less healthy than she is.
Since she is financially okay, she would only risk that security if she dated someone who was less well off, or even if it was someone who was just bad with money.
I could see unequal finances being a real source of guilt, if your new boyfriend didn't have the money for example, to travel with you or enjoy going out to eat or something like that.
There's also trying to compete with the attention or needs of grown children and grand children, and even just the reality of whether you want someone else living with you again, when you might like your home to be a certain way, or you are taking up all the space with things you already own and love, and THEY have a whole houseful of things THEY love.
It seems like in order to keep finances and a home you own all your own, you pretty much just DATE, and never live together at that age.
It sure doesn't seem very romantic anymore.
I was able to throw some lids for two teapots I have on the go, though they will need trimming and finishing. I also threw a cool vase, and a bowl.
My Sweetie threw a big bowl, his specialty.
We started cleaning up at the "end" of the class time, but it did look like the "beginner's" class was not happening, likely because of Remembrance Day. We probably could have kept throwing, but at the same time my Sweetie needs to be home in good time to get to bed, and we still had to get groceries.
So we cleaned up (it was nice not to have to do all the cleaning by myself).
We did get groceries, though it's funny; when there are two of us it isn't necessarily faster or more efficient. He isn't a shopper who starts at one end of the store, works all the way through, and finishes at the tills (I mean, they lay the store out so you can do that). No, he's back and forth all over the place because he doesn't shop there enough to know where things are, and then it throws ME off because I don't know what he's doing and I get distracted.
I think we managed to get what we will need for another week, so that's good enough.
I am grateful that he will do things like this with me, that we have the means and the ability.
We came home and watched "Uncle Buck", which was fun if you don't overthink it. It's funny, people look at this as a classic, but if it were made today I don't even know if it would make it to theaters, or if it would even get released. They don't make movies like that anymore, and if they did, I'm not sure who would go see it.
