why did I start doing this? I don’t remember.
Why did I stop? Boredom? Lack of attention? Lack of desire?
Whatever.
I just read my post about grandma. I hadn’t react in years. Grandma passed away at 93, two years after my post.
My boss, for whom I was so heartbroken, basically had me blacklisted, not to mention the dying wife, well he remarried within a year. I guess HE wasn’t as heartbroken as he claimed. And I donated my vacation time to that asshole.
Whatever.
I also read my running post. That I think I might get back into. The 5k I trained for, I ran the whole race. I was pretty proud of myself. Did enjoy the feeling of accomplishment. So I guess I need new shoes!
