Everything Seems So Temporary Now (It Always Has)

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I was standing out on the front porch yesterday morning enjoying the birds singing and having my second cup of coffee.  If you ever stay here or if you have you'll get an early wake-up call with the birds followed by the loud pheasant like chachalacas.  

As I was standing there, I looked around at how nice the yard looks since I have taken over the task.  The rv is nice and shiny, the bamboo surrounding our yard is nice and green, and it did absolutely nothing for me.  I've never been a material person.  In fact, I don't actually feel as though I own anything.  As I said in the title, everything is really temporary.  People come and go and live and die and what they own goes back to the government, a relative who will most likely piss it away or sometimes it just sits there forever.  There are literally millions of places around the world that are abandoned.  Nobody ever claimed them or the government took them but never did anything with them.  As I was growing up I had set a death date of 2070, that would make me 113 years old.  Now I realize that will never happen.  In conclusion, I don't get excited about money, houses, cars, and I've never felt like I need to keep up with anyone.  As an rv Youtuber says, "I do me, you do you" and I like that.  I'm not the forever optimist but that doesn't mean I'm not fun to be around either.

The heat has been doing its wonderful job of making most people in this belt or band of the planet generally miserable.  I hear the same line every day, "be thankful for what you have".  Meh.  I could do with or without but what we do have we earned, it wasn't gifted to us so I think most people are just not very productive and the heat doesn't help at all.  I have to say that I see the roadworkers out there (last week it was 106F) and they just keep plugging along.  I give them credit but it should be like a temporary job, you know, the MacDonald's type for high schoolers or part-time for college kids.  It shouldn't be a career.   But, we don't encourage people to study, just get by for today.

I've been reading about the new millennial group of climate changers who want to save the planet.  They say my generation screwed everything up and that we were selfish not to think about the future and that of the others to come.  Our generation got a very late start on saving the planet and most of us, as I am at the tail end of boomers, didn't have a clue that we were destroying anything.  They thought they were being productive and providing for a great future.  A 17-year-old climate changer said, "the planet had better get busy cleaning up or else".  Well, she hasn't been around the block yet.  As one of my most admired brothers has said, "most of the planet lives in shit" and that's the truth.  Do you really believe that people living on $1 a day could care about pollution much less recycling?  Their only goal is to eat something for that day and they aren't even concerned about tomorrow.  They use public waterways for bathrooms and still do what the British did before indoor plumbing, just chuck it out the window.  You can tell I have been watching documentaries such as; "The Most Dangerous Roads" and "The Most Difficult Way To School", way too much!

Anyway.  We do have some good news (if you've continued to read this far 😃), we received a call from our resort down the road.  They are open and wanted to make sure we bring the rv.  The manager really likes us.  That was a nice thing.  However, it's still too hot to go anywhere around here.  We can travel now within Mexico to some degree but in our case, it has to be a place that has extremely good wifi.  Juan has his online classes at least for now.  We may have news on his second retirement in a month.  In the meantime, we are looking for a place we can drive to, have excellent wifi, and be able to be somewhat close to outdoor activities.  Renting an Airbnb only to sit inside doesn't sound too appealing although it would be a change of pace!

That's where I am at now with my 126th day of internment.   I guess it's better than beating the streets of Dhaka's suburbs.  Be happy, have a rant once in a while, fix a drink, and you'll get over it.