I started a post a week and a half ago. It’s turning into a diary-type post. I keep adding to it with stuff I am feeling at that moment.

I have eight days left on a staycation, which I wrapped around my birthday, which is now: 2/19. I’m getting paid for half that time. It worked out that for this week I got the last two days, Saturday and Sunday, off and for the following week I got the first three days, Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday off. My rotator cuffs will enjoy the time off.

I’m turning 65 at 8:55 am EST. My brain still thinks I’m 14. Parts of my body think my brain is an idiot. Then my spirit reminds me that you’re only as old as you feel, which is kinda true.

Eh, was thinking of trying to stay up all night to help reset my sleep schedule, but later I have to go to Publix and get my annual treat: Key Lime Pie. I really don’t want to fall asleep and crash the car, since it’s not mine (I need money for labor to get the alternator put into my car-GAWD, I miss my Nissan!!!). Also, if I crash the car before I get home, it defeats the purpose.

Later gators.