Random Updates from Past Posts

I’m going to start today’s post by stating the moral of the story, well post, “Gut Punch” – googling your ex or his mistress wife/mistress husband is NOT a good idea. If Aesop were still alive, I’m sure he would have written a great fable about this very thing 😆😆.

Also Gut Punch might be a good title for a movie, or my autobiography – ghost written of course 😁.

Next in line, my printer. You’ll be happy to know that my printer has been cooperating as well as my computer. The gremlins have quieted down – for now 😈. We’ll see how the other electronics fair around me. But rest assured, the next time I have a major electronic 🤬 up (and there will be a next time), I’ll be writing about it – kind of like a diary 😜.

As for the property, I will vaguely say that there allegedly there has been some resolution. I won’t say more because the way my luck has been… But if you’ve read me long enough you know that I will always finish the story 😊.

My final vaccine shot is two weeks away and to say that I cannot wait to recover from it and plan a trip would be an understatement. I was hoping to go to Costa Rica (I may have mentioned moving there in the future once or twice) however, it is not recommended at this time even if you’re vaccinated – bummer ☹. So, the contiguous United States it is 😊.

On the attitude of gratitude front I did forget one very important person – my friend, my hairstylist, Arin. She has been doing my hair ever since I moved to town 6 and a half years ago. We’ve shared stories and passed sympathies between us over the years. She stood by me during my divorce. She gave me a fabulous new cut and didn’t even question me about growing out the gray (yep, I gave up dying my hair after 25 years)! Most importantly, she doesn’t try to convince me that I am not paranoid about the weirdness of my hair. She knows the truth – it has a mind of its own! Just yesterday we were again contemplating shaving it all off and retraining it as it grows back. Now that probably won’t work, but a gal can dream. And if I do decide to shave it, most likely in the winter, she promises to go wig shopping with me. That is a true hairstylist and friend 💜💜.

I am still plagued by my dreams and will probably do another analysis in the near future. It is seriously weird in my head sometimes

I think that’s enough random updates for now. If I have missed something you would like an update on, just let me know.

Note: I hope you get that the humor in my most of my posts is very sardonic and self-deprecating. It may not always translate in writing 😊.