Welcome to my world!

My life's been crazy since my Daddy moved in with me immediately after my mother's death in October 2010. My one and only kiddo headed to college at Carolina at the end of August. So...I lived on my own, for the first time in my life, for a total of a blissful six weeks. Then, I started the parenting gig with my dad. He's a combination of a grouchy old man, a surly teenager and a temperamental toddler. Needless to say, I get very close to the brink of insanity sometimes. I get through life by finding the humor in difficult circumstances. And for some reason, I wind up in the weirdest situations. I couldn't make this stuff up. So I wind up having lots and lots crazy adventures which make great stories to share with my friends. Writing about my life is so therapeutic. My ramblings range from funny to sad to angry (full of cuss words) to sweet. While my focus is dealing with the trials and tribulations of being a parent to my Daddy, I have lots of random, totally unrelated posts. Whatever's on my mind. I love to make people laugh, and I'm happy to think my readers will get my strange sense of humor. And maybe, people who are in my situation will be encouraged. That's all I can hope for...

Monday, October 22, 2012

Honey, Vinegar, or Arsenic

I've tried honey.  I've tried vinegar.  I'm about to resort to arsenic.  For me.  Not for the flies (maggots) who are poor excuses for customer service representatives. I won't go into details.  Suffice it to say that, once again, I've been thwarted in my never-ending attempt to navigate "the system." Even if I succumbed to my murderous impulses, said invertebrates are safer than any snitch in the witness protection program.  Not that they're particularly safe, come to think of it.  Given the debacle in Benghazi.  But I won't even get started on that.

One of these days, I'm going to read Don Quixote.  I have a feeling I'll be able to identify.  Because no one could be more Quixotic than I am.  Just call me Alonso. 

Why in the hell do I keep trying?  I wish I knew the answer.

I know better than trying to figure it out.  It's nonsensical.  Illogical.  Stupid.  Talk about tilting at windmills...

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