SATURDAY and the adjustment to moving in

SATURDAY
So far so good. Worked a couple of guick little puzzles on the internet, watched "The Invention of Lying" (so so). delivered the Netflix movie to my "movie sharing partner." Was bored and started an easy puzzle in the upstairs lounge. Easier than I thought. Half finished it in two hours. Hazel came up and sat at another table around the corner and began talking to me. I could not understand her. She talks soft and I am probably losing some hearing. If she wanted to talk why didn't she sit near me instead of around the corner. (Be nice). She wanted me to come to her. I gave in and did. Besides, I was about to leave to make lunch and needed to get up anyway. My excuse for giving in.

Hazel does not have a good sense of humor, does not take criticism, and likes to tell me what to do. I usually look at her, smile and don't do what she wants. If she wants the hall carpet cleaned let her ask. The somewhat stained hall carpet does not bother me. If you saw my apartment you would know why. When I can keep my place perfect, I might get worried about some small stains in the hall. We talked about world problems today, concluded that as seniors we were getting screwed, and solved no other world problems. Since Hazel is a fixer, I asked that she keep me posted on her progress on world domination, or at least fixing our government problems.

Came back to watch NCAA Championship games. The Huskies are playing the Lobos (what kind of name is that?) I followed both Oregon teams since most of my adult life has been in that state. Am trying to adjust to WA for my son-in-law's sake. He's a real fan.

INTRODUCTION TO SUNSET MANOR
Coffee is on in the commons Monday-Friday from 9:00 to 4:00. Decided that might be the best place to met people. On arrival, most people looked at me like I had arrived from Mars. My fly was up and my hair was combed. So I'm a little over weight. That's no longer weird in America. Waited fro people to introduce themselves and ask my name. It turns out they already knew my name and the deepest anyone got was - Are you the new guy? If they knew my name they knew I was new.

I listened awhile and wandered over to the puzzle table. No one was there and the manager made it clear it was there for everyone. Soon Dixie arrived and wanted to know what I thought I was doing? Working the puzzle. Who said you could? No one. It was here calling my name. Well, you better not let Margaret catch you. This is our puzzle. Well,I was told it was here for everyone. Well, it is, but we started it and we are going to finished it. I hope you can get use to it, but I plan to stay. You're not easily intimidated are you? No. Especially since management said I could work this puzzle. It's not their puzzle.

The conversation ended and she asked a couple general questions. A few minuted later she said, It's nice to have fresh meat here? So I said, have you not eaten today? I mean, another man. We have very few men. I guess so, but I have not come to enter the dating pool. Too bad.

The whole conversation would make my daughter laugh. She has a hard time believing anyone would me interested in me. It has now been 18 years since my wife died. I've lasted this long, I know I can last till the end. I am very independent, besides, if one has not figured out by our age that relationships are hard work they never married. I loved my wife and we basically grew up together. Our interest and tasted blended over years. I'm pretty settled now. Also, I look as far ahead as can and the prospect of blending with someone else's adult children does not look like fun. Anyway, back to the point. I know the women out number the men, but I like all my limb where they are. I also like being a tease and flirting with them all. Mean? Maybe! But still fun. Let's be friends.

Back to the basketball game.