Take the story you’ve been sold
The lies that justify the pain
The guilt that weighs upon your soul
And throw ‘em all away
I glanced at my phone - the Android Maxx. The time was 1:11 and the temperature was 11F. The only thing that could have made that display weirder would be if it were January 11th instead of February 26th.
I have managed to get my resume out three times so far this week. I am ignoring a lot of other stuff I need to take care of. The problem with having the basic needs covered by my pension, is I don’t feel any motivation to do anything. But I am way too young to die.
I’ve been struggling with this for a few years now. Why do today what you can put off until tomorrow.
The problem is we only get so many tomorrows.
I cleaned all the floors on the ground floor. That required firing up the steam cleaner for the carpets, then the floor mate for the linoleum. The carpet was still damp when cat ‘o mine strolled into the living room and proceeded to yack on the newly cleaned carpet.
If I were a different man there would be one fewer cat on the planet today.
What is it with cats and gorging and yacking? She only gets fed twice a day - 1/4 cup in the morning and 1/4 cup in the evening. The problem is she acts like she is starving and eats everything in fell swoop. Then proceeds to throw it up.
She is 14. I have another 8 years of this to look forward to.
Well. Aren’t you glad you checked in?
Time for a shower, then out the door to buy yet another shovel. Winter isn’t over. But at least there is no snow on the horizon until Monday.
Take the dreams that should’ve died
The ones that kept you lying awake
When you should’ve been all right
And throw ‘em all away
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