I’ve been having my back patio re-paved so the water goes into the drain instead of the house. The crew doesn’t have a key to my house and I said I’d open up each morning. Please don’t break in between the time I unlock it and they arrive. There’s nothing valuable anyway. You’d be disappointed. It’d honestly be me paying you to take away the junk. Anyway, last night I told myself to remind myself with a note not to forget to open up. I knew I’d remember. 15 minutes down 95 I remembered I didn’t unlock the door. I illegally u-turned and got hit with a 35 minute traffic jam on the way back. At one point, crawling down 95 searching for the best lane, I felt like crying. How I did this to myself and the penalty I paid for it was ugly. Fortunately there was no jam on the 2nd time way back.

This added to the stress that my body hasn’t been fully functional in months. In March, I had a bad knee and a bad right Achilles. After a month or two of healing I ended up hurting my left Achilles. I’ve been on/off the elliptical and 7 inclining on a treadmill to recover, and I’m finally near back until this 102 degree heat almost passed me out from heat stroke on a run. I know it’s getting older, but it’s so tough to stay in shape with less time in my day and my body aging.

Other than that it’s been entertaining watching the Iran/Israel/USA news. Donald bombed their nuclear facility and Democrats can’t stomach that it brought about the cease fire. I try to think what would have happened if Joe Biden were President and you’re stupid if you think he’d handle that situation well. Whether you like it or not, news coming out makes it seem like the USA plopped down its huge defense dong and the world said “we give”. I find the tariffs extremely annoying and Los Angeles is an absolute dumpster fire, but the market has been making me a lot of money and I’m not complaining. I’m also reading a book on how Donald cheats at golf and it’s a good perspective on how he plays. I read that you’re the type of person who you are on the golf course, i.e.) how much you cheat you’ll do so in life and I do agree. I played with a guy who hits it near the cup and takes it. He’s worse than his handicap but I guarantee he wouldn’t be ashamed to say he shot that score. He truly thinks he got that.

There’s no conclusion to this post. Carry on.
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