I just writing in my journal today that I think mid-life sucks. More aches and pains, regrets over some career, finance, schooling, choices etc. Thinking it is too late to do something else, yada yada yada. Sort of a self pitty party. Coupled with our gloomy gray rainy spring we are having, the down ecomony...boy am I ever ready for some sunshine and warm weather.
THEN what is waiting for me in the mail box? Mail from the AARP - "card enclosed" Please do not bend AND another piece of mail on making my "final arrangements".
Now go make it a great day!![]()