I didn’t make it to the gym today. That makes five years in a row.I decided to stop calling the bathroom the “John” and renamed it the “Jim”. I feel so much better saying I went to the Jim this morning.Old age is coming at a really bad time.When I was a child I thought “Nap Time” was a punishment. Now, as a grownup, it feels like a small vacation.The biggest lie I tell myself is ”I don't need to write that down, I'll remember it.”I don’t have grey hair; I have "wisdom highlights"! I’m just very wise.If God wanted me to touch my toes, He would’ve put them on my knees.Last year I joined a support group for procrastinators. We haven’t met yet.Of course I talk to myself. Sometimes I need expert advice.Actually I'm not complaining because I am a Senager (Senior teenager). I have everything that I wanted as a teenager, only 60 years later. I don’t have to go to school or work. I get an allowance every month. I have my own pad. I don’t have a curfew. I have a driver’s license and my own car. The people I hang around with are not scared of getting pregnant. And I don’t have acne.
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