Wouldn’t it be great if we could put ourselves in the dryer for ten minutes; come out wrinkle-free and three sizes smaller?
Last year I joined a support group for procrastinators. We haven’t met yet.
I don’t trip over things, I do random gravity checks.
I don’t need anger management. I need people to stop ticking me off.
Old age is coming at a really bad time.
When I was a child I thought Nap Time was a punishment … now, as a grown up, it just feels like a small vacation.
The biggest lie I tell myself is … “I don’t need to write that down, I’ll remember it.”
Lord grant me the strength to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can & the friends to post my bail when I finally snap.
I don’t have gray hair. I have “wisdom highlights…
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