No April Fool Jokes!

I actually made it through the day minus that childish chaos!

Now it's batten down the hatches for what I am convinced will be a difficult series of weeks.

"April Is The Cruelest Month" --T.S. Eliot "The Wasteland"

And April 2018 has the same calendar as April 1984!

Will make comparisons rather easy I suppose.

But Easter 1984 was on April 22 (a rather soulless day as I recall) and Easter 2018 has already occurred.

I am I am I am.

March...

And onward we March.

I'm currently attempting to purge and organize several years of paperwork.

It's a big job but I've done a lot of shredding already.

I will never be the most organized person on this planet but I can definitely improve.

Either get busy living or get busy dying.....

February...

...has never been my favorite month but there's no reason why I can't work on making the entire winter season more palatable.

I'm home today due to a snowstorm; my office has a new use-it-or-lose it year vacation plan with over five full weeks of time so we are all taking advantage of the new policy. Almost everyone that is; one lady who lives within a ten minute drive expressed her intention to work today.

So here I am...fifty-two years old. Definitely not young anymore; but to be perfectly honest my younger years were plagued with various level of unhappiness so it's not that big of a deal to be older.

Older that is; not old!

What will the rest of 2018 bring? Issues tissues and I can't remember the rest of the quote....yadda yadda yadda.

I like being with myself; I don't feel alone when I am home "alone." If anything I prefer it.

Other people may find themselves woefully lonely but not me. I like it.

This fact does not mean there is something "wrong" with me; it just attests to the reality that people have different preferences and want different things from life.

DEPRESSION LIFTING....

...for now.

Today is the seventh anniversary of my second cancer surgery.

All has since been well...relatively speaking.

Always Look on the Bright Side of Life!

....Here we go again in the throes of winter!

And I am no longer young.

I wonder sometimes how long I have to live.

Managing....

Just Getting Over A Cold....

At the age of fifty two I'm trying to take things a little less seriously.

I've been working and saving money for a full thirty years now.

I've been through a divorce and a cancer diagnosis.

But I am still here.

My mother recently turned eighty years old and her mental powers just aren't what they were.

Well...getting older...what can I say?

December 5th....

....And counting!

On we go on we go.

When I was a child my parents continually stated "The More Thing Change The More Things Stay The Same."

I am now over fifty and I fully understand my personal dislike of the phrase.

To me it meant I was never going to change and would continue to be a social reject into young adulthood and beyond.

Is this a fair statement? Maybe not....but it was the reality as I saw it.