The older I get, the more I find my life repeats itself. Whaddya say there, sonny? Speak up and brings me my teef why you are at it!
I moved from my own personal Shangri-La, Del Mar, at the end of May. I have moved from this apartment more times than I can remember. Hey, there, sonny, grab me a Depends why you are up! Well, I actually can remember I have been in 7 different apartments in my Del Mar abode so that means ….counts toes….I moved 7 times! Each time I say it’s the last time but I know deep down inside that that is a lie. I did, however, think I was going to stay the last time I moved as I moved into the best view in the apartment building and possibly in Del Mar. The view was, needless to say, breathtaking. Hold on, sonny, let me catch my breath. But after a while of living there I began to take the view for granted.
So at the beginning of the year, when I decided that I would quit my job, I then began to play scenarios in my mind what I would do with my apartment. I decided that life is short (and repeating) and I should move and experience new views. I knew I would need to be in NY for my summer tennis gig and offered my tennis employer that I could come early and work on sales for the month of June. So I gave up the apartment May 31.
So I loaded up Otto, my auto, and drove back to the East Coast this past week. 10th time is a charm. Yes, I have driven back and forth across country in my Teutonic friend 10 times. Yes, remove the socks and count those toes. That’s a lot of driving. The last time I drove across country, I asked someone to slap me silly if I ever did it again. I just can’t remember who I gave that order to or I would have been nursing a sore cheek in Del Mar.
Time doesn’t change anything, it just throws it right back at ya dressed up as something new but when unwrapped, it is the same ole, same ole.
This is also the theme of my new blog. That is why it is version 2.0 – because I basically am the same Buddha that I was long ago, doing the same kinda things but with hopefully a little more memory.
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