Hopeful Saturday

I feel better.  Last night when I signed off, I just went to my room, laid down and slept for maybe 20 minutes.  It's amazing how a little sleep can maybe make things seem a little better.  Brighter.

I have to return something for my mom this morning at UPS and I intend to go into Lois' neighborhood just because I think it's funny that a poor assistant goes into her fancy neighborhood.  I plan to get some walking in and listen to my audible book selection - Tired of Winning by Jonathan Karl.  Amusing and yet not so amusing when it comes to the formerly disgraced twice impeached 88 indictment president.

I found out that my landlord's wife has a fitness apparel line that she's promoting on social media.  When I showed the website to my friend Corinne I was confused by the quotes from the Bible.  What does God have to do with athletic leggings?  I'm no theologian, but I don't think it's in the good book.

Corinne explained that their mission statement was part of this whole being of believing in God that you will be prosperous, like rich.  Yeah.  There's many things I can say.  I wish for success and to stay away from me and my mom for anymore raises.  I can get a Nike sweatshirt for less money.  I don't want a Nike sweatshirt.  I'm just so confused and kind of mad about this new business venture.  It explains a lot.

I guess I was feeling like the monster will get out of his court dealings.  It's a few weeks away but for some reason I get the feeling that he will find a way to weasel out of it.  I almost ran into him yesterday.  He had the dogs outside when I came back from my walk and as soon as I saw him, I turned around and took a few steps behind the garage.  I wasn't feeling afraid of him.  I just don't want to see him.  He's disgusting and he's a monster. I don't know if I'll ever get him out of our lives. 

Today I don't care.  I just want to have a better day.  I'll get more stamps for my postcards.  I even kind of lacked enthusiasm for writing voter letters yesterday.  Today is a new day.  I got stuff to do.

I hope everyone has a good day.  Except the monster and Donald Trump. 

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