blissnoire

It's a strange thing. Not a bad thing, but a strange thing.  For the first time in...oh....my LIFE, i have a plan.  A viable, workable plan.  A plan that does not involve throwing everything I own into garbage bags and vegetable boxes and moving on.  A plan that does not involve slipping by on my barest efforts, but on a, well...I think I've said it now a few dozen times...a plan. For some reason i am finally at a place where i can formulate the idea of taking things step by step and looking ahead.  For the most part my life has been lived in the "Duck and Cover" strategy.  Slipping underneath the radar, riding the tide, getting by with just

You know, I've done a lot of difficult things in my life.  I have overcome addiction, survived divorce and abusive men.  Dealt with people who do not agree with my life choices/appearance/mates.  I can honestly say, without doubt, that quitting smoking is the roughest thing I have ever done. I WANT to quit.  Do not mistake that.  However between the nicotine withdrawal and the social cues, it is making me miserable.  I do great for a few days, maybe a week, and then I am running to the store in the middle of the night for a pack.  WTF? I have a plan.  Starting tonight I am getting the house back on a regular schedule.  Everyone in bed by mi

You ever notice how birthdays sort of lose their pizazz after you grow up? I have a birthday coming on Wednesday.  It just feels like any other day. All of my wishes for material birthday gifts are either outrageously expensive or just silly.  Like I would love to take a trip to Seattle.  Just an over nighter, but it's not in the budget. Things that are reasonably priced?  Most of them are silly.  Most of them are "virtual".  I'd love to get a subscription to DA.  Some Farmville Cash on Facebook.  Silly , yeah? I think the best part about this birthday is that I don't have a lot to bitch about this year.  My bills are paid.  I have a husba