I’m in a “Funk”
Folks, the Baby Boomer is in a “funk” and he doesn’t know why. For a guy who really has everything, realizes his good fortune, doesn’t take it for granted, and knows tomorrow is never promised truly has no viable reason why he’s in a “funk”, but he is and he doesn’t know why.
Okay, so our vacation week before last blew up when La Bear had an opportunity causing us to return home to take care of and she’s fortunately on the mend. You know when your partner hurts, you hurt and it takes its toll over time. Oh, sure we’ve had a number of appointments lately–those dreaded doctor appointments, but we did thankfully survive them. Next week is my birthday and I’m hopeful to having it, but I’m really not one who likes to celebrate if you know what I mean.
No doubt, these happenings have an effect on my mood, but none, by itself, should have put me into this “funk”. I think everyone has times where they just don’t feel up to it and over time they’re able to persevere and get through it just as I’m sure this too shall pass. It’s that I’m in a “funk” and I don’t know why.
Being organized is one reason which leads to one’s success and La Bear will tell you that the Baby Boomer is organized to a fault. Consistently being organized normally means you practice discipline and have self-discipline which leads you to create a daily comfortable routine. I think one of the main reasons I’m in a “funk” is that my comfortable “routine” has created a “rut”. It’s somewhat ironic that the word “rut” is found within the word “routine” which makes sense in a way. The bottom line here is you cannot allow your comfortable “routine” to put you in a “rut” and that’s exactly what I’ve allowed to happen.
I believe another reason for my being in a “funk” is I’m pretty sick and tired of all the negativity in our society as we see in the news. By definition “a journalist is a broad term for someone who gathers, verifies, and reports news and information through various mediums and a reporter is a specific type of journalist who focuses on presenting current events as they happen, often adhering strictly to factual, objective reporting.” So, why do our journalists/reporters feel it’s so necessary to offer their opinions when all they’re really supposed to be doing is inform allowing us to form our own opinions. The press is despicable!!
Having only used social media since my complete retirement two years ago, being a member of Facebook, I really believe those who use this medium to express their political opinions in such a mean and angry way just need to refocus–it’s just so negative. Okay, so nobody likes Trump. Hey, I don’t like Trump, but I didn’t like Biden, or Obama, or Bush, or Clinton. In fact, the last POTUS I believe I liked and had any respect for was George H. W. Bush. Who cares?
My being in a “funk” may be due to nothing is easy anymore–everything is so difficult. Some examples of this include getting an appointment with a doctor, all the “crap” you’ve gotta go through to get a diagnosis after being a test dummy ten different times, and all the time just waiting to get all this done. Not being able to get anyone on the phone or getting anything accomplished when you finally do get someone on the phone. Going to get service on your automobile and the consultant attempting to rob you of hundreds of dollars by doing things to your car which aren’t needed. Going to the pharmacy to get a prescription which should be ready and told it’ll be another 20-30 minutes before you can pick it up because they’re behind–sounds like your problem, not mine. The constant filling out of paperwork for no apparent reason. Going to DMV and standing in line just to get another ticket for you to wait for another eternity and the clerk than telling you that you were given the wrong paperwork to be filled out. The futile effort to do any type of shopping and receiving any type of courteous or competent service. The crazy disrespectful drivers who make you feel you’re taking your life into their hands when driving. Enough already although I could continue to go on and on!!
Truly, the real reason I believe I’m in a “funk” is that I’ve had a tremendous opportunity to be able to embrace my retirement as it’s robbed me of my purpose and focus which I so desperately need. Now, that I’m in the Winter of my life, getting older is difficult. I guess that’s why everything is harder and I certainly don’t have the energy I once had and I know I don’t get around that well anymore. Accepting this isn’t easy, but I must learn to accept this and do my best to move on.
Thank goodness for family as they will help me get through this period of being in a “funk”. I feel so much better already having been able to get all this “off of my chest”. I suppose in retrospect, I do know why I WAS in a “funk”! I need to realize all that I have and appreciate it for what it is at this stage of my life!