A meme

I am learning patience. It’s taken almost 45 years to get to this point, but it’s a very, VERY hard lesson for me.

I think too much.

I have a lot of love around me. I need to recognize it more often.

I wish I had an I-pod now that I go to the gym.

I hate washing dishes.

I miss Himself. Every minute. But it's ok.

I fear ending up like my Aunt Mary, who had a sad, misfortune-filled life and died in her mid-50s.

I hear that we may be forced to take “furlough” days at work. Bastards.

I smell nothing. Is that weird?

I crave financial security. Not lots of money – just a little more than enough to cover the bills would be great.

I search ed the world over and thought I found true love. She met another and, PBBBBLT, she was gone. (Sorry, it’s the first thing that popped into my head. And how does one spell that raspberries sound, anyway?)

I wonder what the next change will be. My life doesn’t go very long without one.

I regret that I didn’t have children. Now I hope that I will get the chance to be a stepmother.

I love every comment I get here. They make me silly happy.

I ache in my thighs. Seems the ol’ quads are still pretty weak after my knee surgeries and the new exercise regimen is making them scream.

I am not going to give up.

I believe that love is a verb.

I dance ballet…in my head.

I sing very well, In fact, my voice is recorded on an album. Yes, a vinyl album…which means no one will ever hear it again because turntables have gone the way of the 8-track.

I cry very easily.

I fight so many urges. Today I won two of those fights…and lost one.

I win games of trivia. My sisters dubbed me Queen of the Small Fact back in the day when Trivial Pursuit was all the rage.

I lose things only very rarely. I don’t try, I just almost always know where my things are.

I never win contests. Even when I enter.

I always see both sides of a situation. It’s a blessing but also a curse.

I confuse a lot of people with my quirkiness.

I listen to what other people say with their body language and even more so with their “vibe.”

I can usually be found on Yahoo IM. But I’m usually only visible to four people.

I am scared that I used up my happiness allotment in the first half of my life.

I need very little. I want a lot.

I am happy about joining a gym.

I imagine what having a good hair day would be like. I’m lucky if I get a good hair hour.

I tag freight cars. OK, I don’t…but I admire that artistic talent.