No, I am not. talking about about a movie
I'm talking about the list I want to get done this week.
I know!! It is Tuesday and I just made the list. Actually9 p.m. Tuesday, so I won't get anything done today.
Truthfully, sometimes I channel Scarlett O'Hara and Rhett Butler... But Terry, what shall I do? Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.
That has been me for the past couple of days.
I am tired, but can't sleep.
I can nap. But once I hit the bed, I am like PCA on a fly ball. Or a Brewer with 2 out and a runner in scoring position
I just can't sleep.
Playing spider solitaire doesn't even interest me.
And I have been eating junk food like crazy.
I can't wait for it to get dark at 5.......that will really screw me up.
The house is either too hot or I man freezing...and the temperature doesn't change.
Around 11 p.m. I break out in a sweat. Menopause? I don't think so. But hot flashes for sure.
Ah....so many complaints. So little time.
Maybe a glass of pastis will help tonight.
After all, it can't hurt.
Right?
Peace and Love
Especially Peace



