Well what if you are sick and tried of life? Seriously I don't think we were designed to sit behind a desk for 8 hours a day and then go home. No I am not suicidal and going on a life diet.
I am what you would call a complainer. I like things to go a certain way and if I don't get my way I complain. Sometimes I hear myself talk and I just want to punch myself.
So I am taking a timeout to figure out what my plan is. Maybe I will drive myself insane by *blah blah blahing*
If I didn't care about incurring more debt I would just hop a plane to Ireland for two week and hang out on a cliff drinking and staring at the ocean. Roll down the hill, face plant in manure, and run in the cold water to wash it all off.
But in all seriousness I had a plan; and it turns out you can only control so much of the plan. Maybe I am just having a midlife crisis....women get those too right....and yeah I don't think I will make it past 60.
Let's see what do they do..... they go and buy a red fast sports car, get divorced and find a 24 year old, dye their hair, and play golf.
Well for sure more blogging. My doctor says I need to journal for my health.