The Universe Heard Me.... in Plan B

Too make a long story short I no longer do Ruth on saturdays. Not that we didn’t get along. Her daughter felt she needed to go to the club 7 days a week. Even that I don’t mind - but her drinking THAT I minded. Her eyes go in the back of her head, her heads bobs back an forth, she shoves food in her mouth and then sneezes alllll over. Swueeeet. Yes, I do need the $ - I would be lying if I said different but I just can’t do the booze and a 92 year old. But between the 2 locations and the other agency and and and something else will come up. I was getting tired of the driving anyway. I just want to take care of someone close to home and I don’t have to lug anywhere to drink. Barbara can have alllll the $. Go for it. I only have to replace one person. Everything will be ok. Live in the now and be ok with it. In some odd way it is a huge sense of relief. Odd.
Today I finally got my hair cut. I lost 10 pounds. There was sooo much hair on the floor. Got Romeo his steroid shot. I hated to do it but there is no choice. Allergies and here and he gets them too and so does Casie Marie and myself. We are a moisture ridden family. Gotta love it.
Went to the farmers market and got some fresh eggs and organic strawberries. The whole house smells of strawberries. Lovely. I can eat them and not expect some unknown lump growing on me from some GMO’d strawberry.
O! Went to my future bank yesturday. Anything is better than what I have now. No humans. Bad ( real bad ) part of town and you have to speak into a phone just like at the po-po station or jail and they wonder why I am leaving. Give me a break.