....I forgot to mention the two other significant things that happened last year.
I quit smoking. Oh yeah! I thought this was going to be a tough thing to do, I wasn't mentally ready and I sure as hell wasn't physically ready. Yet one day last June, after 30 years of smoking, I decided "enough". And apart from one very minor blip two weeks in, I have not looked back. Yes I put on weight, but I've almost shifted it all. Yes I still have moments when I really need a cigarette, and I suspect that feeling will never go away, but one cry of "I need a cigarette!" and my friends all pile in and tell me "No you don't!". It feels great to have finally go of that mental crutch.
And I grew up. OK, let's rephrase that. I didn't actually grow up, that would just be a little bit too scary to contemplate, but I did do something very grown up. I bought a house. My own four walls. It's tiny, it needs a little bit of work, but it's mine. It's somewhere I can escape to and be at peace. It's home. And I love it.
I need a lot of pills. - So I saw this online and Hailey looked at it and said, “I’d take #9 three times because then I could use my billion dollars to get most of the other things...