Ever since I formalized by word, deed and writing my New Year's resolution, I've been nothing but headed for the grave. It was not a good one: "Try not to die."
BECAUSE you KNOW you never keep those NY resolutions! Ever since I've made it I have been sicker, and pneumonia and etc.
I changed it, to "Try to die." LOL, instead of splitting my suitcase into two because it was HEAVY, I shouldered that thing on one side while clutching my TOWEL wrapped monitor in the other. I sped. Not on purpose exactly, I just kind of... went with it. I was doing 95 at times.
Really, I've gotten entirely too responsible. I vaped at inappropriate
vaping times, like passing a truck. I drank diet pepsi the whole way.
It felt great. I've been way too responsible lately, and I feel SO MUCH better (although, that may be meds, too but it for SURE is attitude. LOL)
This was prompted by some Deep Thought and also getting a new year email from my dad where he said, "Trump is such a D(censored)." LOL he's like 80 it made me giggle. He is mad at Trump like all the other socialist countries for not sharing the wealth as he cannot sell his HUUUUGE expensive property.
I did not have the heart to email back to my dad, "I bet I'm richer than YOU right now, and YOU told me to make my OWN money from the age of 16. As far as I'm concerned, Trump is not so bad. LOL.
Maybe I will with my "'I'm trying to die" philosophy say it... One day... Probably not. I try to get along with my parents nowadays, after all I'm dying.
No offense to the truly dying it's just the year has not been going well.
Anna