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Whew! Life! It's time to get down and let her rip! |
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Created: March 13th, 2005 at 1:12am
Modified: October 27th, 2016 at 9:26pm
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It's time to get SERIOUS. I haven't been writing due to life but I know now if I let life stand in the way of my talent I will loose it. I have to write or read about writing. I have to hand write in journals. I have to be active on this sight. I need to read the literature I want to write! We all have to get with the program or get off the speed boat of life.
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| Just doing my duty for the sick and needy. It's made me think less about my problems and more about other's needs. I promise you there are people out there in the world a lot worse off than we are. Anything we can do no matter how small makes a difference. We are rewarded too. |
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| I should have just stayed up all night long and wrote but I had places to go and place to see. One of my friends from long ago has a Mother in the nursing home. I went to see her. She made me feel good in seeing her. I'm going to find my old Cold Sassy Tree book and take it up there to read it to her. I'm excited, so is she. Reading was a big part of her life and now it isn't I know she must miss it. |
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I am too old to be up this late listening as my husband talks to himself. This happens most of the time. It makes me want my 3rd peanut butter and banana sandwich for the day. And I was losing weight for awhile!
Di |
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It's a lovely summer day in Alabama. I'm upstairs on my computer looking at all the blooming plants and the bright blue sky with the most awesome clouds. Some times Mother Nature when she's at her best can't make a bad day good right from the start.
Today will be a Good day for me. One day at a time! Maybe the real me is good. I'll let her out one day. |
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I wonder how much more I can take in life. It's winding me up and making me so crazy. Everything that happens it seems like I get the blame. I've even stayed at home for awhile but that doesn't help either. I wished I was where someone loved me but I don't know where that place is. Well, yes, there's one place. I will pray tonight to sleep peacefully in my Father's arms. The one that loves me unconditionaly no matter what I do or say. Yes, God will sleep with me and put good thoughts in my mind and He will be my friend when I think I am all alone.
God bless us everywhere,
Diane |
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You know it's very hard to put up with someone who doesn't like you. I know it's true but I can't see leaving 25 years of marriage. Why? I guess I would just hate to go through this 2 story house of so much stuff. It would take me 3 years to move. I think those with the most stuff should be allowed to keep the house. How about you?
Diane |
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I've found out today that keeping myself very busy will eliminate all the depression that I have lurking inside me. I'm going to begin again on Artist Way....drag it out and get on the ball again. I shouldn't procrastinate. Just do it like the Nike slogan states!
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ummm...life goes on. Three days a week I see my Mom and son for about 4 hours each session. I feel bad when they see me laying around on the couch. ADD Housewife, Menopausal, Anti-depression medicine close by, patches on my body to prevent the inavaitable hot flash. Medicine to help the panic attacks---the ones that melt in your mouth not your hands are not available for me. The insurance won't cover them because they are $300.00 a bottle so I have to get the medicine that I need water to take with them. The first one I took I thought they were the ones that melted in your mouth like m & m's and said this will be great! Just get nervous then slip one in your mouth and shazam instant calmness!  Oh, like I say another day in paridise....Jimmy Buffett could save me! |
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Always something, some decsion to make that I don't want to make. Always some kind of drug from the psy. to try and make me normal. What's normal? Do this, do that I thought after childhood things would be easier. Not so says the adult in me. Still a 50 year old kid! Even look younger...even want to dress younger.
I am committed to using this site, this time to the fullest of my ability. Even with everything going on---if I had hours to write I could tell the whole story. I may do it on this very computer. A chapter at a time, one story, one life, forever and ever! |
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Well, the ADHD, Menopausal housewife is back. Beware. I am singing Don McClean's old song Starry, Starry night to myself. The part that he says Vincent VanGuogh was too beautiful for this harsh world. I am too but I'm not willing to cut off my ear for my husband or anyone else.  I am in this for the long haul no matter what comes along.
Well, let's go just around in the pool at my water aerobic class! They have to learn to speak Diane to keep up with me or I'd have them all twisted up. |
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