Now it is in the back to be destroyed. Of course my mind was working all the time my body was dragging those heavy limbs and I did sustain 5 new wounds in my leg and a really big one in my arm, which did not help my mood at all.
I have set a date of September 30 as some of you know, but few know what it means. I will now tell you. October 1 is my birthday. I will be 74 years old. I have spent the first half of my life doing for others in one way or another. I have been a wife, mother, friend, confidante and whipping post. I have cooked, cleaned, listened, wept, laughed, and sacrificed for anyone who asked. I have loaned or given away a small fortune to anyone who needed it for what ever reason. I asked nothing in return. And usually that was what I got.
I know in order for me to live the last half of my life doing for myself, I will need to live to be 146 years old and we all know there is not much chance of that happening, but I am going to give it one helluva shot. If not in a blaze then at least I am going to remember to thank every body for all they did for me. I have a few minutes before I have to be through the shower and in to town, so I shall do that now.
To the men in my life who unloaded goose food out of the back of my car over the last 12 years, thank you. Oh, wait! Never mind, that was me.
To the kind soul who mowed my grass on this acre of greenery, thank you. Oh, wait! Never mind, that was me.
To the people who shovel my walk in the winter and break the ice on the pond out back, thank you. Oh, wait! Never mind, that was me.
To the people who eat my cinnamon rolls and then help clean up the kitchen, thank you. Oh, wait! Never mind, that was me.
To the people who tell me I do too much and I should learn how to say no, what if I had told you no?
To the friends who pick up the phone and call for no reason except to hear my voice and tell me to have a good day, thank you. You know who you are.
If you borrowed it and brought it back, thank you.
If you borrowed it and did not bring it back, keep it
If I offended you, I apologize.
If you offended me, I forgive you.
Some of you will read this and assume I am nuts. So be it. We all have opinions. They are just like butt holes, we all have them.
Some of you are sure it is not you I mean.
Some of you will think, oh, I should call her for no reason. Don't bother. Just write it off to Lou having a bad day.
Some of you will have no clue what I am talking about.
Whatever, just wait and see if October 1 brings a change. If you call and I do not answer after that day, you will know you did not make the cut!