Here’s the Deal.
I keep telling myself it is probably a dream. I’m actually 28, and it’s a nightmare that I have a dysfunctional back, a blind eye, a pseudo-husband with cancer, a personal problem that I am not ready to discuss but want to, and am unemployed, broke, busted, and disgusted!
So I close my eyes, and drift off, secure in the knowledge that this too shall pass.
Then I open them. It didn’t pass. It’s me. This is real life. This is my life!
And I’d damn well better get used to it!
I plan to live a good, long time. And I plan to enjoy it to the max. After solving that little personal problem, and finding some method of earning a living that my #*%! body can handle. I’m working on that. (I know. I must be kidding myself!) Okay, I guess I am!
But I can’t drive due to the eye, and I can’t teach, because with my back and bad balance from The Eye, I’d knock the children down the steps and kill them. Accidentally! This wouldn’t look good on my record. You know?
So I’m bopping along, trying to stay afloat, and trying to find a way to last a bit longer in this wonderful world we call the America From Hell.
Too harsh? OK. I’ll try to chill out while you read a blog post.
More to come. I really do hope you stay tuned. My mood is getting a lot better!