I just want to say that the holidays are not for everyone. On Sunday morning I got up, lost my shit and ripped all the ornaments off the tree. All that’s left are the balls (symbolic, I’m sure). Every time I added an ornament in the days leading up, I fought the urge to take it off and whip it back in the box. Damn did it feel good to finally give in. So good that I went and drank…
Wrote this before I went to bed last night. Sorry for the crappy iphone pics. Today was a great day for me. I rode my bike to the beach for the first time in 8 weeks; two blocks there and two blocks back + a quick pitstop for some chicken. All I kept thinking was don’t fall down in the store, don’t fall down in the store. I didn’t fall down in the store. There hasn’t been a health update…
On Halloween night I called my niece to see if she hit the mother lode on her candy route. After assuring me she really DID get close to 300 chocolate bars including Wunderbar, Twix and Kit Kat (salt in the wound why don’t you), she asked what I thought were some hard hitting questions for an 8 year old. K: You work at home, right? Me: Yes. K: So what do you actually DO to make money? Me: Explain executive…
Summary of Daylight Saving Time: 6am: Is that a cat tapping my head? What the hell time is it? Wait. It’s light outside. 9am: I have so much energy. I can do everything! (which for me means get the mail, feed the cats, and throw the mail in the garbage) 3pm: These days aren’t shorter. What are people talking about? SO MUCH LIGHT. 5pm: Damn it’s dark out. Good night. ——————————– I went down like a box of rocks after…