Well, what I can tell you is this lifetime just plain sucks. I’m sure I’ve had sucky lifetimes before but this one is quite novel in the amount of sheer suckiness. I won’t be hurrying back to this little planet any time soon. I don’t care how fond the other half is of it.
This year has been simply spinning my wheels. Part of it is my fault but a great majority of it, thank you Lupus, is not my fault. I’m just damn well tired of the whole song and dance. Maybe my attitude this week is because I am just coming out of a lupus flare. I’ve still got a lot of pain. It is the main reason I haven’t been blogging. Not the pain, the Lupus Flare, which comes with all sorts of goodies including feeling exhausted most of the time. This week, I’ve been sleeping a lot more than usual. I was taking 3 classes thanks to the RWA. Two from San Diego chapter and one from the Kiss of Death Chapter. One has finished but at least I have the text from it but I am so far behind in the other two, I’m not going to be able to catch up because a fourth I am taking this month started. It’s on Revision. It’s been a bad week.
I’m breaking it down into tasks. Take the garbage out is one for today and water the birds [I have two cockatiels and a fancy pigeon]. It seems like this is going to be what the entire year is or will be. Break it down into tasks.
Next task will be to fill up the containers I am going to put my plants in. Not as fast as I like but it works. My tomatoes and peppers grew very nicely and my lettuce is up. I have a nice large container for some of the lettuce so I am looking forward to that.
I am depressed. I hate having to break it down like this but until the flare is done, this is what I have to do. And this is the third or fourth flare this year. It’s looking like a very bad year.
So how is this year? IT SUCKS. How is this lifetime? It sucks. Remind me next lifetime to live fast, die young and go out in a blaze of glory. Getting old is for the birds.