Yeah, Colleen, our Social Security system may be broke by the time I reach 65, too, which will be only 10 more years. I also have retirement pension from work, but I work for the State of Illinois, which everyone knows is broke, so who knows if there will be anything left from that. I am working my butt off now to pay for my house, as I want to retire free and clear. It's hard now, but will be worth it, paying it off in record time.
I love all the bugs I have here, but sure do miss the birds. I had a finch talk to me while brother and I were outside getting ready to put T posts in ground. I talked back to it, and told it there was sunflower seeds, and they didn't like the finch food anyhow! My brother laughed at me, asked if I was really talking to the bird. I said, "Of course I was! They talk to me, I talk back to them." After all, when I go outside and they let me know the feeder is empty, I'm pretty certain they ARE talking to me. More like cussing me out, probably, but directed at me for sure. :blueflower:
I get so frustrated with my brother when he comes here. He is not what I call "normal". Let me explain. He has never married, so my Mom says he never had a wife teach him correct manners, even though he was definitely taught manners when he was growing up. When we went to the restaurant, he does NOT open the door for me, but will hold it open for others. What's up with that? When he eats, he lets food dangle (soup, cheese, anything small) from his mustache, which is too long and messy looking. Had to tell him more than 5 times to wipe it off, it was gross! He got mad at me for reprimanding him, but I kept it up. I told him other patrons at the restaurant would NOT want to see his food hanging on his mustache. He gets food out, but never puts it away. Maybe he figures I'm here to wait on him. I know you think he probably puts things away at home, but he is also a hoarder, so you can imagine the disarray in his household. I don't even go into his kitchen any longer. So much old food and mold and so forth in his kitchen, makes me want to puke. I cleaned it up about 75% one time, and a month later, it was back to the way it was before I cleaned, so that was that. If he can't take some time to try, I am done helping him. He has his own business, chooses not to file taxes, so has almost never paid into social security. That means he will have nothing for retirement, including Medicare. He has health insurance that is pretty much worthless. He is pretty much sunk, and although we had the "talk" about him selling his business, his 2 rental properties (one of which is rented, but falling apart, the other has not been rented for 3 years, and he continues with the same excuses ...) and his house, he refuses to see reason in any of it. I am pretty much done trying to convert him to a normal human being. He wants to live like a bum, that's fine. Probably best I don't convince him to move closer to me. :banghead3: