A couple of weeks ago I put this up.
With only nine more days to go, I have to admit that I have failed!!!
I yelled F%$# You to the driver overtaking in the curve that almost pushed me into a gutter. I screamed it at a mate who, after his driver had blocked my path with his van was cussing at me and hitting my hood to make sure I knew he was talking to me ( actually threw in more for his benefit and watched his face go white, if a black man could ever do that lol). I also screamed it when a physiotherapist cracked my spine back in alignment. No doubt I’ll say it again when I meet with him on Monday.
So, I have succeeded in only one out of three. Shame on me. But I must say, I can’t seem to make myself regret it one bit. Bad little catholic girl, I can just imagine what my priest’s got to say when he reads this ROFL.
So, I’ve fallen and fallen hard. It’s time now to bandage my wounds and prepare myself for the next climb. Optimism never killed anyone. Right? uhh….right?
PS. I’ve been busy busy and not had the chance to get online much over the past couple of weeks. This should be remedied methinks when my new laptop arrives and I’m once again the resident geek. I’m looking forward to video games and a chance to work on some outstanding projects. Don’t miss me too much. I’ll be back ASAP 😀