Nothing funny about feldspar

One of the hazards of aging is that you start to remember things in terms of anniversaries. “It’s x years since I graduated high school”¹ and “x-1 years since I had that car wreck that made me walk funny the rest of my life.” And then you start to think of all the stuff you were planning on doing. For instance “We moved here 10 years ago,” leads into “and we still haven’t replaced the kitchen” or “and we still haven’t got a guest room….”

But then you realize that you always have a list of what you have and haven’t done, and in general, you’re not all that upset about the contents of either. Perhaps that’s one of the benefits of aging.

Of course, it could just be that you forgot it all as soon as you remembered it, too.

1. Thank heavens it was a newish school and hadn’t developed traditions yet. I haven’t had any spam regarding any reunions, “significant” or not.↩