Last week’s column generated some positive feedback, and I appreciate those who took the time to get in touch with me. As a writer, I want to inform people and let them know that they are not alone and that there are resources and opinions available to assist them in resolving the situation that they are dealing with. I will be doing more writing about toxic people, but this week I will write about something a little more pleasant, a bit easier to read.
Hi, my name is Pat Blythe…..just in case you forgot!
Welcome to 2021! It’s been five weeks…..five columns since you’ve heard from me. Such a lot (and that’s putting it mildly) has happened globally, but especially south of our border. Every major news network is on it…..so I’m not. Today’s column will be one of lightness and fluff…..maybe a little fairy dust and little nonsense. I feel we could use some twaddle and trivia.
I am becoming a crusty antiquated old man. I don’t feel old but the numbers don’t lie. I am slowly losing touch with technology, music and fashion. I still think I’m hip but now more time is spent worrying about my hip than being hip. I guess saying hip is no longer hip. One of the highlights of the weekend was picking up four new pairs of “readers” at Dollarama and getting a new battery for my watch. Not a Fitbit, not an Apple, but a watch, which I use for telling time. I am entering my Grandpa Simpson years.
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