Once upon a time there was a sweet little girl that drove everyone crazy with her complaining.
She can’t sleep.
The chair is too hard.
The bed is too soft.
She can’t help because she has a headache.
It was like living with Goldilocks.
This diet isn’t a casual little fling. It’s a two year commitment.
We’re in this for the long haul.
It’s funny how most of us think that once we buy something we have to keep it forever because we paid good money for it and we might need it some day.
When you go to a movie you don’t sit in the theater for the rest of your life because you might want to watch another movie some day. You don’t try to horde the seat and keep other people from using it.
No. You watch the movie and then you get up and walk out the door and get on with your life.
My children and everyone I care about could be gone tomorrow.
All of my money and possessions could disappear next week.
My health could be destroyed two years ago.
I’ve been told that my time is free and I used to believe it but it’s not true. Time is the most valuable thing I have.
As long as I’m alive it’s the only thing I have.
I used to be an avid reader, reading around 50 books a year when I was keeping track (not a lot compared to some people that I’m related to), but the last couple years I have been too sick to read. I’ve tried but I’m not sure if I have finished a single book in all that time. To keep my brain alive all those months I started listening to podcasts and audio books while I’m walking and in the middle of the night when I couldn’t sleep but I’ll admit I’ve listened to more of the former than the later.
I’m an addict.