I guess it was too much

Thinking back a while, I believe that I may have overstated my eye and all of my immediate problems at the time.  I am guilty of insecurities in my life.  If my overstating a subject was boredom I do apologize.  I have moved on, the eye is history, many other things is a history gone by.  The second site is not working out well for me, it will become history very soon.  I hope to be more colorful in the future, to be more articulate, and more artistic as well (if that is possible).  I hope to see you down the road, I can promise a smile and a hello.  I will promise no boustrophedon as that would for sure confuse me.

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I was summoned to the office

I was summoned to the office of the apartments and the girls up there had lost it.  I was nice to them a few days ago by giving them all something of appreciation for the holidays.  Well, they had to go out and return the love in a similar way to me.  Then went in together and purchased me a gift certificate to a spa located across town.  I almost bought the same for one of the girls as she kept talking about wanting to get a massage and was asking me about them.  I thought it was nice of them but I really do not expect gifts for the season.

I was summoned to the office

A visit today

I made my last visit today to the VA nutritionist, not that she was bad, but I understand what she wants from me and I am trying to provide it.  Until I get it down and the numbers speak for themselves I do not want to waste her time every six to eight months.  I will work on my needs and when I run into a snag and fall down I will call her back,  I will let her help someone else.

A visit today to my VA nutritionist.

Locomotion

My TV for tonight has been laid to sleep, I am about to move in that direction also.  I am getting my locomotion in gear and begin my migration toward that creature called a bed.  I call it a creature because it really does not treat me right, but again, I am getting used to that also from so many sources.

I remember the song of many years past, “Locomotion”.  I use to enjoy hearing it but I never tried to dance to it.

I say not, as I know not

As I finger my keys to produce a word, relative or not, I wonder if the word is correct or not.  Most of the time I say not, as I know not if I am right or not.  My fingers wander over a board of keys, they seem to know where they are going and for what they are doing, I know not, so I say not as to know.  At one time years past, a 120 wpm production was almost with error, today a 20 wpm production has two or three errors.  Can it be that I am out of shape, that my fingers are old and losing direction, or the old mind has lost its gyros of directing the fingers?

I say not, as I know not.