The Last Week...

 

The weather was odd yesterday.  It piddle rained, maybe 0.25".  It never left the 80s, but stayed wet.  It wasn't hot, but not comfortable either.  At least it wasn't 100°+ & muggy.

This is the last week of August.  The end of the last full month of Summer.  The last week of me being 59 & the closing out of my 50s.  I've been here over half a century, a over 2 decades living with HIV & I fully believe there should be some way to either request an exchange or fully refuse this existence forced onto us.  

You could probably fit every decent thing that happened in my life into a single year & every really good thing into a month.   If you took every time I felt safe, secure, happy or was truly looking forward to something, I doubt it'd fill a week.  I'm tired of paying for generations of BS, stupidity & bad choices I had no choice in that made my life.  To all of those who came before me, that had a hand in this, to hell with all of you.

That's near the end of things rant for now.  Take care.

Cya...

Just 2 Weeks...

 

There are just 2 weeks left in August & the same for my being 59.  My 50s will close out on a Tuesday.  I don't care so much about the numbers.  I care because there's nothing good coming.  I'm not really looking forward to anything.  

I guess it's a wait & see game on how badly these last 2 weeks will go.  It's staying hot, muggy & draining.  I have to get blood drawn Wednesday.  The 2nd day of being 60, I'll have a telemed appointment.  It'd be great if August closed out well & September didn't suck, but that's not my life.

I need to get a shower & see if my meds are in.  Take care.

Cya...

365...

This is the 365th day of my 50th year.  Doesn't that sound like a lot?  It's also the last day of August.   This was a trying year & I'm glad to see it coming to a close.   August wasn't such a bad month & the stress that was in it, was mostly due to electric bill issues.   Still, I think 2017 will look better in the rear-view mirror. 

I woke to jays, blackbirds & crows outside my window.  Some small animal had ripped open the trash.  An easy, but annoying fix at 7 something in the morning.    We have some tiny brown birds that warble like elephants.  

I'm trying to be in better spirits for my birthday tomorrow.  I most often fail at that.  I might again.  But, it'd be nice not to.  

So long August.

Cya...