It wasn't that hot yesterday so I thought I would venture out to the grocery store at 2am this morning. Aside from the dangerous issue it's very nice out on the roads and in the grocery store. It was me and a handful of stock clerks. Oh ya plus the guy that walked out rather quickly and suspiciously. I was at the register paying when this man exited the store. The bag person says "hmmm I wonder what he was doing", the cashier says "no I wonder what he stole"! I don't blame them I wouldn't run after someone. In today's crazy world you just don't know if they have a gun.
It was my usual sweat feast in the store. I was stupid I wore a sweat shirt. As if that added the finishing touch to my shorts and t-shirt! If it matters the shirts used to be sweat pants which were made into the beautiful shorts. It's strange to me when I see women all dressed up and full make to run to the grocery store. The only way this ever happened to me was if I stopped by the store on the way home from work.
I miss working. I loved it. Plus I had a lot more money back then. New clothes all the time. High heels boy I loved mules. Nothing too high under 2 inches. I am already 5'8 (per hunch back lol) I was a little thinner then too. I have gained about 20 pounds since my permanent vacation. I think that's why I hate asking for help. I was one of those employees that people came to for help. I was good at my jobs and enjoyed most of them. I don't feel useless unless I have to ask for help. I really need to work on that issue. Therapy? No every time I have gone it seems they just want to push another pill down my throat. What happened to therapists that actually wanted to talk about our issues? I wasn't asking to be babied just listen to me. Ok it's getting late (in am for me) I should try to go to sleep. I would like to talk about Social Security Disability next week. Is anyone needing help with this? Please send me a message.
Have a wonderful Friday and remember to laugh.
Trivia:
Yesterday's answer: Octopus blood is blue.
Today's question: Who blinks more babies or adults?
It was my usual sweat feast in the store. I was stupid I wore a sweat shirt. As if that added the finishing touch to my shorts and t-shirt! If it matters the shirts used to be sweat pants which were made into the beautiful shorts. It's strange to me when I see women all dressed up and full make to run to the grocery store. The only way this ever happened to me was if I stopped by the store on the way home from work.
I miss working. I loved it. Plus I had a lot more money back then. New clothes all the time. High heels boy I loved mules. Nothing too high under 2 inches. I am already 5'8 (per hunch back lol) I was a little thinner then too. I have gained about 20 pounds since my permanent vacation. I think that's why I hate asking for help. I was one of those employees that people came to for help. I was good at my jobs and enjoyed most of them. I don't feel useless unless I have to ask for help. I really need to work on that issue. Therapy? No every time I have gone it seems they just want to push another pill down my throat. What happened to therapists that actually wanted to talk about our issues? I wasn't asking to be babied just listen to me. Ok it's getting late (in am for me) I should try to go to sleep. I would like to talk about Social Security Disability next week. Is anyone needing help with this? Please send me a message.
Have a wonderful Friday and remember to laugh.
Trivia:
Yesterday's answer: Octopus blood is blue.
Today's question: Who blinks more babies or adults?
Just a beautiful picture of the cherry trees in Japan.
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