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The Human Condition
Dealing With Continuous Anxiety
Learning how to cope
Over the years, I’ve learned to deal with sticky situations in a relatively calm manner. Call it old age or just not giving a shit anymore; when things prove difficult, I’ve been able to work it out without blowing a casket.
Until now.
Retirement is a foreign concept to me. The fact that I’ve saved for years to undertake this next life assignment and am now living it seems to have put me in a continuous state of anxious moments.
And no, it’s not because I fear that yes, I will at some point die. No human on the planet gets out alive. It’s not that at all. What’s causing my angst is a string of unexpected things forcing me to tap my retirement funds to take care of them.
Two weeks ago, the battery in my wife’s car gave up the ghost. Being the manly kind of guy that I thought I was, I told my love that all we had to do was back her car out of the garage, and I would get her going again with a pair of trusty jumper cables.
My lovely partner posed a brilliant alternative. Take the battery out and have it checked first. It took me the better part of an hour and several bruises on my arm to remove the battery because none of the sockets I had fit the one screw of the lock-down…
