And this week it sure is true!
I made another venture into Boston on my quest for a more fulfilling life. I went to a meeting to test the water and naturally bad luck followed.
The big mistake I made was I told Netty I was in Boston via public transportation and after hours. So I wouldn’t have to leave the meeting early or rush to the 8:35 commuter rail back to Haverhill, I took my time to catch the 10:35.
All was said and good until I was on the train in Wakefield. That’s when the conductor said there was a freight train tip over at the Lawrence station. So we would be bussed from Andover to Haverhill. I didn’t walk in my door till 12:45 a.m.
While stressful, it was made more stressful knowing I was going to have to endure Netty’s Jewish/ Itallian guilt.
Lucky, when I got home there was enough space on my DVR that it recorded Cher & Tina Turner on Oprah! Just listen to these two old ladies talk about their struggles as well as the fact they are still working and performing at the same endurance as they did 30 years ago, inspired me.
I was lying in bed at six a.m. after letting Sasha out for a morning pee, I thought if I gave up now the seizures and all the other setbacks won. I was not about to be knocked down especially this early in the game. Also being that I suffer from illusions of grander, people could actually be reading my blog and I owe it to them to keep on truckin’. So that is what I intend to do. And to do it on my own terms & my own ways.
Remember: "Nothing lost, Nothing gained"
I bet you too would sound like Sally Field in Norma Rae if you were only running on three hours sleep. I have to prepare myself now for Oliver who I’m sure is going to start giving me that nickname.
No comments:
Post a Comment