I feel like Freddie Fender's song.
Or maybe a better thought would
be... I feel like I am on life's
treadmill... walking and walking
and going no where.
I don't do dormant well. Sitting
idle. Sitting and just reading.
That is ok for an hour or so.
But hours?
With natural gas up, and now
regular gas going up, and
everything else for that matter.
Funds are low at this time of
the year. So it isn't just
a matter of jumping in to the
car and go somewhere.
And the weather is crappy.
Boy, does this sound
like a poor me bit, or what?
But it isn't that I am not
doing things. I seem to
keep busy... just not
doing what I could be doing.
The seed catalogs are here.
I see plants I could plant,
and etc. So I just want to
say, let's get going... I am
ready. Maybe I am more
like the race horse at
the gate, ready to dash out.
You know, I am going to
go turn on some wild
music and dance. Maybe
I can find my old Village
People and play IN THE
NAVY..
On a Snowy Day
9 hours ago
3 comments:
Got to find me some Village People too! Would make the tread mill less boring!
I love Freddy Fender!
You know they say if you don't like the weather; wait 5 minutes; well I have been waiting and waiting.......
I don't do well sitting idle either. Actually, if I do sit down in the middle of the day I'll be snoozing away in two minutes. So I try not to sit down too often.
My kids like to dance around the house to Shania Twain's "Up" song.
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