“I just ate less…among other things…”

Something is wrong…

and it’s not the Corona Virus…I don’t think…

Well…I’m pretty sure it’s not…

Okay.  Here’s the deal.  Nowbecause of the virus… when I order groceries online (as I now have to do–because of the virus)…I can’t always get what I want…or NEED.

But…if you are one of those SUPER ‘addictive’ type people as am I…you have to figure out what you can buy to replace something you are SUPER addicted to in case that particular item is UNAVAILABLE!!!!!!!

Okay, Tina…settle down, settle down.

So.  My current addiction is Popsicles.  I have 2 or 3 after dinner (they…by the way…replaced my PREVIOUS addiction of 2 or 3 cigarettes.)  I used to smoke them after dinner but no longer do because of a stroke…but that’s a story for another day….

So I spent literally hours trying to decide on a replacement addiction for my Popsicles in case they would not be available due to the virus.  I came up with a regular Hershey bar…pretty close in all the numbers I consider important.

SO I BOUGHT 60 BARS.

I figured I could have 1/2 bar every night after dinner and I would not be eating any more calories than the 2 or 3 popsicles that I would normally have.

So…didn’t  that sound like a great plan?  I thought so as well and I had to implement that plan last week when there were NO popsicles to be found at my store.

But guess what?  I am loosing weight…only a couple of ounces so far…BUT STILL…OMG…I could really be on to something here…which is why I am drinking a coke and eating potato chips as I write this…

Really…I am.

Have a nice day…

 

 

 

 

“I just ate less…among other things…”

“TRAPPED!!!!…”

So it just now occurred to me…that beginning October 1, 2020… if I wanted to “flee”somewhere…I could not.  And I’m talking FLEE!!

I would not be able to quickly get on a plane in Minnesota (or any other state in the USA for that matter) and just immediately…right now… “GO”.

Let’s just say that someone was chasing me…for whatever reason (not the police of course…let’s be very clear on that)…and I needed to get on an airplane and fly to Stockholm or Helsinki or Reykjavik or…or…Detroit.

I wouldn’t be able to do so.  I would be trapped!!

I would be standing at some ticket place and the ticket person would…ever so politely… say to me, “Can I see your real ID, please?”…and I would say…panicked, of course, because someone is chasing me (not the police, of course)…

“WHAT THE FUCK  do you mean, REAL ID?” I would shout.

And I would drag out my driver’s license and credit card and wave them around in the air and start to breathe faster and faster…because of course I was panicking…

And the ticket person would send some kind of ‘eye’ signal to someone else and I would be asked to either leave or ‘come with them’.

I don’t know what would actually happen…since I have never flown anywhere…ever…so airport protocol is not  item #44 on my ”REMEMBER THIS” list.

I also have never felt the need to flee…but…NOW…if I want to flee…I can’t.

And this is when my quirky claustrophobia begins to kick in…

Normal claustrophobia means no elevators, no packed rooms with no visible red EXIT signs, no large gatherings out of doors with me somehow stuck in the middle and NO FLYING.  …or caves…yikes…

AND THIS IS THE QUIRKY PART of my claustrophobia…I also have to be able to move WHERE I want…WHEN…I want…which is why we can’t vacation on an island.  I can’t get there anyway…but still…if I could…think about it.  A person can only leave when the airline people…say you can.  So…choices…always choices.

I am choosing…TO FLY (somehow securing some really cool drugs) over not being able to flee…when I  want.

…where the hell do I get a Real ID anyway?

Two things:  You are 1.  Now beginning to understand me…or…2.  Now beginning to understand my insanity.

Have a nice day…

 

 

 

“I just ate less…among other things…”

“Okay…bye”

I uttered this phrase a couple of weeks ago…because I was put in a situation that totally slammed me.

Shook me to the core, actually.  And..I more or less successfully dealt with it.

But tonight…through the quirk wanderings of one’s mind…I remembered it again and it made me frown…

And I thought…I hope to God that when I am experiencing my last breaths on this planet Earth…that I am not filled with regret at all the things I should have said or all the things I should have done…the right way.  Because it will be fucking too late then.

And…trust me…I am not talking about my excessively, irrational fear of flying…which is a story for another day…so sad…

Have a nice day…

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“I just ate less…among other things…”

I’M JUST GOING TO DENY IT WAS ME…

You know…I found myself in a situation a few days ago that made me feel…sad, stupid and pathetic…

“OH NO!!!”

Yup.  And in the past, when things like this have happened, I have just ‘walked it around’ the block a few times and changed the scenario or ‘softened the experience’ or filed it away…and that has worked for me and probably for a million other people as well.

BUT NOW…I have decided to JUST DENY THAT IT WAS ME…

Yes, that is correct.  Because…”I” would not have chosen for that situation to have occurred.  I.  Would not have willingly put myself in a place where I knowingly would feel unhappy or upset.

I.  Am not stupid.  I.  Am not playing.

You can play…alone.

Have a nice day…