So.
I am liking this whole BREATHING thing. It clearly works. I ensure you it does.
I was on the phone for 65 minutes earlier today.... to straighten out my T.V. bill. If I keep at it... these people will be paying me for accepting their services.
Went to return my OLD book to the library, yes, the one that I didn't read for last Wednesday. I didn't manage to get the new book, but did manage to get a soft cover copy of the old book, that I didn't read but had to have returned by today. Confusing. No.
Plans for life are fairly chaotic. The girl makes plans to go to the mall... as the mother and brother are going with the friend and the girl. Phone call back to me ... can I drive....? OK... for F%CK sake.... I said YES based on the fact that the mother was already going to the mall... Now I am dropping off, and picking up... when if it had been me they had asked first... I would have said forget it. Double F&CK.
Right... back to the breathing... stay present... stay focused... OK... much better.
The boy and his GF have left to wander the streets of Port Coquitlam. He has taken a guitar pick with him... so my guess is that he has headed straight over to Long &. McQuade for some grand piano action & guitar picking sounds.
I will check his bank account... to see if he stops and buys lunch... which is what I told him to do.
The Senior Centre people would like him to come back.... they asked him to volunteer the other day... which he isn't really into... but I made him go for you know... "just once".... and now they want him again... I suggested that they call and ask for him, since a mother doing the asking will not cut the mustard.
Who knows where he will wander... if you see him... honk & wave... for no other purpose other than scare him, and send him flailing homeward bound. Lucky thinking on my part.
I DID manage to SOMEHOW get Handi.dart booked. Lucky moi. That can tip someone over the edge.... it certainly can.
It's a good thing that I learned how to breathe last week at the Stroke Group.... because I could just be so dead right now. But I am not.. so I better go gather my pop can collection... and get myself some COLD hard cash! ah aha ha ahah
1 comment:
Yes Deanna....your boy has very much impressed Grandpa! A virtuoso is what he called him.
Keep breathing....you'll live longer.
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