For 3 days last week, I, your humble host, have been a semi-roughneck. I worked a temporary job at a power plant near where I live. I woke up before dawn, arrived when the sun was barely peeking out from behind the horizon, and I wore a sexy hardhat. I should be singing some song of sorts now. I think I shall sing the theme from Ghostbusters. I far too often think that I'm behind on my checklist in life. Job? Semi-check. Car? Semi-check. Married? No check. Own house? No check. Carreer? No check. I'm quite a late bloomer I would say. At this point in life I'm where I think somebody 5 years younger would be. I'm not sure how things are going.
Listening to: Lenny Kravitz - Momma Said
Feeling: groovy
Job? No-check.
Car? Check.
Married? Check +1, +1, +1, +1.
Own house? Semi-check.
Carreer? No-check
So like I said, it could be worse.
~Janet
-Jack
If you were a decade which one would you be? :-D
~Janet