Anywhere you live, their will be frustrations. No place will be 100% to any person's likings. Living where we do, is a wonderful situation, for the most part. I am getting involved with volunteer activities in our community and in turn getting to know many of the residents. I play billiards two night a week, fill in for the Staff Chaplin when he needs a replacement, and I am having fun.
There are a couple of issues I wish I could solve. But I can't! I hear about these issues almost daily! Why, I don't know. But I do.
This frustration makes me feel unsatisfied and frustrated. They also make me question my decision to live here. I sometimes think I would have been better waiting for a spot at he Armed Forces Retirement Home in Gulfport, Mississippi. And, I am still on that waiting list.
This frustration and constant bereavement over issues I cannot control make my life even more difficult. And believe me, anger is not my friend!! I try very, very hard NOT to loose my temper. It would not lead to a good outcome.
I have told you before I really do not enjoy living in East Lower Alabama. The people her are ignorant, rude, and very self centered, for the most part. I truly can tell you I have not met a nice, open, friendly, native of this lost world of morons since we moved her, almost four years ago! It might be me and the effects of LBD, but I don't think so.
So, being mental beaten for things I cannot change and living in a town with unfriendly, stupid, people, tales it's toll on my mental health. Maybe I need more pills. Or, Maybe, I should go back to drinking beer. Lots of beer.