Things Aging & Remodeling Are Teaching Me

First off I will give you a bit of background info. I have a laundry list of ailments but one of the main whoppers is worry / anxiety about at an obsessive-compulsive level, despite medication, prayer, etc. I could go into background history to reveal why I have some of these charming little quirks but I'll save you the sob story for now. Last night my body could "feel" rain coming on. I went outside & did my best to cover building supplies with tarps as needed...
#1. it is not nearly as enjoyable to awaken to a summer rain storm when one has several bags of un-mixed cement / bags of powdered money sitting in one's front yard. It is also not enjoyable readily identifying with cement thickening and hardening be the way one's own body feels.
#2. It is very difficult to get sick furry babies to go outside in the rain to puke / poop especially when one is lacking gutters being reinstalled & the roof angle is not helpful near one's front door. This task involves lots of coercing and foot power.
#3. It is a sad day when foo-foo coffee does not seem to melt the hardening cement within one's own body.
#4. The good news is rain is a great way to pressure wash dead midge carcasses off of one's abode & porch!
#5. Growing older is making the parrots' 6:00AM ritual of gabbing, whooping & hollering less & less appreciated. I've got to give them props for their entertaining mix ups in phrases though. Examples are "Gra'ma-hot" "Mom (in whiny teenage boy voice) followed by whistling for a dog. "Knocking noises followed by -come-in!" trust me, this list could go on forever.
#6. Being 41 years old & having those motorized scooters, life-alert necklaces, chair-lifts, bathtub handles & other such silver-haired products look good enough to pay thorough attention to.
For now I'll stop before I end up in a deep depression & try to enjoy the sound of the raindrops & ignore my aches & pains from the barometric pressure changes and hope that the coffee & medicine eventually melt away the annoyances described above.

Dear Readers, Be Blessed, be cement-free & find a way to enjoy summer rainstorms like we all did in our youth running through them spinning with our heads up & mouths open catching a drink here & there.