astroman said...
I seem to write a winter anxiety post every winter (you can count on it). Ive researched it, its not unusual. At least I no longer get depression with it (lyme was a big part of that). I googled winter cold anxiety....well, i'm certainly not the only one.
You're right that
it's not unusual. (That seemed fitting, given our other post.)
astroman said...
I passed up "dibbs" (not "free") on a past family members homestead/cabin property, because although a breathtakingly beautiful semi-remote lake-shore, the remoteness during extreme winter coldness makes it to difficult there for everyday living IMO. I miss my occasional extended summer visits there but(!) the older I get, I'm grateful I didnt do it, would have made winter even more difficult.
What if you took the offer, heavily insured it, and it accidentally burned down? You know...bad wiring, lightning bolt, etc. These things sometimes happen. On accident, of course.
If I won the lottery, I'd follow a similar strategy...to set myself up for the future and hopefully have an easier life. I rarely play the lottery, but I bought one ticket for Friday and another for Saturday. I was hoping for a Christmas (or, Festivus) miracle, but, like any other day, I got bupkis. Well, not exactly. Actually, I won $4.00 -- the same amount I spent on both tickets. I suppose that's better than to
fall in the mud and get kicked...in the head...with an iron boot. (Sorry, I can't help myself.)
I miss my simpler-thinking self. The old saying: "Ignorance is bliss" has a lot of validity. Then again, being ignorant can get a person seriously injured or killed! Like you stated, whether we like it or not, our experiences accumulate and we can't help but use that data in a feedback loop to inform future decisions. When I was in my late teens and early 20s, I didn't realize how good I had it, though I had very little and struggled. I never thought "Boy, I hope I don't ever need to go to a doctor or emergency room, because I don't know how I'll pay for it." Nope, it never even crossed my mind. Now, because of decades of life experiences, just about
every idea and potential action is a risk/benefit calculation. In some ways, of course, that's great. In other ways, I wonder if such thinking is what causes us to become "old"?