Last Friday...

 

This is the last Friday of the month & of my year.  It'll be September & I'll be 59 next week.  Looking back I can see good things happened for those around me.  Or least needed things.  But, 2025 & being 58 was a not good or kind in regards to me.  I pretty sure that will hold for this year as well.  It might actually get worse.  

We have things planned around that time.  I wish it all wasn't such a hassle.  There's a bunch of stuff clumping together.  The car's been a pain.  It'd be nice if we got through this without issues, but I'm not counting on it.

It was another dark morning.  It was so wet, the air was chilly last night.  I've not had the fans on, so everything is waking me up as I get used to the noise again.  The cat didn't help with that any with her demands to be acknowledged from a distance.  I woke with a jolt & that's always horrible for me.  

I need to go do Friday stuff for the last time as a 58 year old.  To hell with 2025, being 58 & everything that made this year suck.  My birthday wish is the orange stain dies soon.

Cya...