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Two years later…

It’s been two years!  Wow, time passes quickly. Just makes me realize how finite we are on this Earth.  If you don’t get off your ass and move you will find yourself older and wondering why you never accomplished what you have been putting off day after day.

I am taking a break from Facebook because I am just getting irritated with the whole Social Network thing.  I don’t have many friends, and I really am not one of those folks that give a rat’s ass if you like what I say or not.  Blogging is something that I did many years ago, and I found it was therapeutic for me.  The Depression Monster really couldn’t get a good grip on me and if someone commented on what I had to say it was okay because I really didn’t know that person from a can of paint.

So, here I am. Again. Trying to get a rhythm on writing again. 🙂

I am trying to declutter my bedroom before I wrap a few presents and go have Christmas Eve dinner at a Brazilian steakhouse.  I cannot remember the name of this place all I know is you have a card that you put on the table to get as much meat as you want.  A GOOD thing since I am planning on starting my 50th year on this Earth trying to get healthy and fit into this retro bathing suit for a cruise (MY FIRST ONE) that I want to go on. I have a busy day ahead of me, so this is a test post to see if I can get the creative juices flowing again and write. Just write… no theme really other than I am in New Orleans. Divorced. Have two pugs and 3 cats and my adult son lives with me. My life is still exciting, just not as interesting as the Facebook and Instagram posts I have seen.

Need to stop procrastinating, an unusual Cancer trait that I own, and work on this room.

Back in a bit…well back sooner than two years! 🙂

 

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