New years resolutions are way too much pressure.
I no longer see the point.
It seems that it's just another opportunity to get mean to myself.
If I want to change something, I do it today.
Not Monday.
Not the first of a month.
Not New Years day.
Today.
What I've found is, that there's less of a burden placed on it as well.
Not to mention, then I can get to berating myself for not doing it much faster.
Yup. I'm my own worst enemy sometimes.
What I've also found, is there are more opportunities to try again.
Less build up.
Less let down.
This year, my only resolution was to make it through the holiday season without a Hurricane Andréa sighting.
I did pretty good.
The only sugar and wheat I had was Xmas day, and the crankies stuck around for a good few days, but I'm feeling much better now.
I learned last night that my niece is the same as me.
She's a lunatic with sugar.
Everything gets blown out of proportion and she winds up in tears.
That's kinda the reason I don't drink alcohol either.
How many tears in my beers have I seen in my life?!?!
Not to mention, how many times did I look like a leprechaun fighting Irish?!
Instant asshole, just add alcohol.
I still see people cross the street when they see me, thinking I haven't changed.
I feel for all of you out there that feel the need to get your drunk hat on, just because it's New Years.
How many of you will be regretting your actions tomorrow?!?!
Not I.
No, I'll be sitting here nursing my 10 day long migraine.
10 days man!
I'm about ready to pop.
Stick a fork in me, I'm bloody well cooked.
However, being New Year's Eve, I won't be heading to the ER for another Pain Med Party.
No, Papi and I will be sitting here watching the ball drop in New York via TV.
I'll be fighting to keep my eyes open until midnight.
We'll probably have to listen to all our neighbours get as rowdy as possible.
Sound exciting?
Oh, but yes!
Papi and I are nothing but entertainment!
We lead such interesting lives, eh?
That and I'll be filming more of The Countdown.
Did I tell you I'm making a YouTube documentary of our travels?
I will let you know when the first episode is up.
That's partially why I've been writing less.
Learning more about making my doc!
I will film, edit, star and write the music for it.
Papi says he doesn't want to be in front of the camera, but it's mostly been him anyway.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go close my eyes again.
10 day migraine.
10 fucking days.
I no longer see the point.
It seems that it's just another opportunity to get mean to myself.
If I want to change something, I do it today.
Not Monday.
Not the first of a month.
Not New Years day.
Today.
What I've found is, that there's less of a burden placed on it as well.
Not to mention, then I can get to berating myself for not doing it much faster.
Yup. I'm my own worst enemy sometimes.
What I've also found, is there are more opportunities to try again.
Less build up.
Less let down.
This year, my only resolution was to make it through the holiday season without a Hurricane Andréa sighting.
I did pretty good.
The only sugar and wheat I had was Xmas day, and the crankies stuck around for a good few days, but I'm feeling much better now.
I learned last night that my niece is the same as me.
She's a lunatic with sugar.
Everything gets blown out of proportion and she winds up in tears.
That's kinda the reason I don't drink alcohol either.
How many tears in my beers have I seen in my life?!?!
Not to mention, how many times did I look like a leprechaun fighting Irish?!
Instant asshole, just add alcohol.
I still see people cross the street when they see me, thinking I haven't changed.
I feel for all of you out there that feel the need to get your drunk hat on, just because it's New Years.
How many of you will be regretting your actions tomorrow?!?!
Not I.
No, I'll be sitting here nursing my 10 day long migraine.
10 days man!
I'm about ready to pop.
Stick a fork in me, I'm bloody well cooked.
However, being New Year's Eve, I won't be heading to the ER for another Pain Med Party.
No, Papi and I will be sitting here watching the ball drop in New York via TV.
I'll be fighting to keep my eyes open until midnight.
We'll probably have to listen to all our neighbours get as rowdy as possible.
Sound exciting?
Oh, but yes!
Papi and I are nothing but entertainment!
We lead such interesting lives, eh?
That and I'll be filming more of The Countdown.
Did I tell you I'm making a YouTube documentary of our travels?
I will let you know when the first episode is up.
That's partially why I've been writing less.
Learning more about making my doc!
I will film, edit, star and write the music for it.
Papi says he doesn't want to be in front of the camera, but it's mostly been him anyway.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go close my eyes again.
10 day migraine.
10 fucking days.
i have confidence in my body's ability to heal
10 fucking days! that was one of my worst, I ended up in hospital having the scans and finally the morphine so I know how you feel and I'm sending you warm cotton wool cuddle, I'm at the end of day four and I think, fingers crossed it's on it's way out. I do not intend to carry on this new year the way it has started, I will be fitter and in a lot less pain hopefully :)
ReplyDelete13 days
Deletemorphine work your magic.
ugh.