Well, Hello.

Uhm, actually, you don't love me. So...zero?

I had actually never heard of this book,  until I had children of my own.  And even then, it was difficult for me to read this book to them. 

I think it’s because  I just don’t envision myself being involved in my own family’s circle of life. 

I can only hope that I’m raising my own children so that they don’t feel the same about me in my golden (why the hell do they call it “golden”) years. 

In other news:  I’m really kind of proud of myself for keeping my weight under control this winter.  Historically, I gain about 30lbs every winter, then diet in, say, March…and lose it all by May.  Not healthy.

But, thanks to Wellbutrin and Therapy, it seem that I’m not turing to food in my boredom.  Not smoking much, either.

I’m dyyyyyyyying of cabin fever, however.  I have *zero* energy.  I could sleep all day long.  Everything I do feels like a big effort.  I’m just absolutely exhausted.  From doing NOTHING. 

There’s a dead goose in my yard.  But it’s on some frozen ice.  I can’t do a thing about it.  The ice is too thin.  Bums me right out.

I sent M a “Friend request” on Facebook last week.  Nothing. 

I need to go.

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