Hi – I am the Harold part of *“Harold being Harold”.*
Add a Shaw, Jr. to the end and here I am.
I am retired (for the third time) and on my journey to becoming an old fart. Actually, I’m rather proud of making it this far in life, especially when I look back at some of the things I have done…well, I am fortunate to have made it this far.
“Harold being Harold” will be where I share some of the stories, lessons, and insights that I have learned during my sixty-five-odd years, along with the adventures that I will have going forward.
Plus, if I get a little smahtah or wizah as I get older (“they” tell me it might happen). I might even attempt to tinker less with many things in my life. Especially, the parts around not worrying so much about what other people think. Find running shoes that work for me, find a PC that I enjoy playing, and use technology for the tools that they are, not as the answer to everything in life.
Most importantly, I will focus on enjoying the life that I do have.
What’s up with Harold being Harold for a blog name?
Over the years, it has been a running joke around the house that I tend to do and see things…well, differently from other folks, and at times have been considered a bit odd. While I tend to do what needs to be done and survive the process by only giving small amounts of blood or a few bruises along the way…well most of the time. There was that time I bounced a crowbar off my chest and ended up in the ER or the time I accidentally swung like Tarzan from the main boom on a buoy deck and splattered against the steel side of the ship scaring too many people when I couldn’t move for a while, along with a few other noticeable exceptions.
TheWife explains away my more interesting efforts to entertain others as “Harold being Harold”. Thanks, Mary, aka TheWife.
Even with that reputation around the house, I still manage to do many things quite well and have been successful at most things that life has thrown my way. Although like everyone, I have had a few monumental failures or things that I definitely would have done differently, if I could go back and rewrite history.
There is a lot more for me to learn about enjoying role-playing games, running, aging, technology, and many other things. Although it seems at this point many things related to aging, running, and the many stereotypes that surround it are seemingly at odds with what I believe will be my best way forward as I get older.
I am certain that I will have more than a few “interesting” conversations with myself about reality, certain tendencies that I do have, and those fantasies regarding what I can do versus what I want to do.
These conversations with myself also mean that I will get frustrated, (rather whiney) when things are not what I expect or want for a while. This will put me into Harold being Harold mode as I attempt to find a way around the different challenges or roadblocks that inevitably will find their way into my life. Even so, I eventually get back to enjoying life at whatever my new “normal” ends up being.
I have also learned not to take myself too seriously and that usually a good chuckle is the best way to get through some of life’s more unexpected or difficult moments. Those times make when you roll a natural 20 in life much more enjoyable.
At some point in the next 20-30 years, I will die and yes, I do think about that more than I used to. Death is unbeaten as far as we know, but I have a feeling the Grim Reaper enjoys a good laugh now and then. So, I hope he chuckles at my lame efforts to stay half a step ahead of him, at least until he finally decides to catch me.
Or, more likely, race with me across that final bridge to whatever comes next.
I just want a single step head start and then the opportunity to run as I have never run before.
No fear, no regrets, just running with the wind and a smile on my face as I cross that bridge to whatever comes next.
Although I might wear a pair of super shoes for that added 4%.
Come with me now, the best is yet to be.