Saturday doings

Well I might be back at CVS scanning a bottle of magnesium for Shopkick.  I'm excited for that too. I have a library book to return. I thought I'd read it but between Audible and the ones I downloaded, I just didn't find time.  It's Nancy Pelosi's book and I'm still a little mad at old Nancy for helping Joe out the door.  I'll get over it, but I didn't have much motivation to read it.  I am reading the one about the Georgia election interference and that one will probably give me nightmares.  What a bunch of loons with all of their conspiracy theories.  

The one who left me at the airport thought that 9/11 was deliberate on the Bush administration.  We had gone to see Michael Moore's movie about 9/11 and he spent the rest of the night going off on conspiracy theories. Do I think there was negligence in not reading memos?  Yes.  There's no conspiracy.  I just can't with people and their internet research.  Give me a break.

My mom was telling me how nice it'll be for me in retirement being debt free and having a car paid off. I can go get a nice apartment in a good neighborhood.  I thought, yeah, and you won't be here.  I'll be alone.  That part didn't thrill me. I know that reality too.  That conversation depressed me.  Not the debt part.  That part actually makes me feel relieved that there's hope for me.  I figured I'd be like the homeless woman trying to score toilet paper off of people walking by.  

I am hoping that my sister and her husband can get a home in Florida  They worry about my nephew when they're gone and they want something that he can have.  I think my niece will always watch out for him, but I get it.  Nobody wants to feel like they're a burden.  My mom and I almost moved in with them when they lived here after my dad died.  I would have felt like a burden.  We managed to make it.  

I'm still making it work.  I think Project Runway stole that line from me.  I saw Tyra Banks walking the runway and I thought you fat shamed all of those models on your show.  I loved watching the show, but I didn't like some of her comments.  

I was able to renew my driver's license online and when I saw what I put for weight, I thought well at that time I was maybe 10 pounds or less than that at the time.  I thought well, is it ok to leave it because that would be a weight I'd like to be at the moment?  I would like to put a lower number but eh, I'm just happy not to be standing in line on my day off and my picture just keeps looking worse.  I have had a few people look at the license and look at me and say that just doesn't seem like you.  Thanks.  It's my prison personality shining through in that one.

Speaking of prison, when is Trump going?  

Have a good day, good humans.

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