You can’t do it

You can’t take care of someone who doesn’t want to get better. Once someone be it your mother, sister, father, brother and or children decide that they don’t want to looked after there is nothing you can do to change that. Sometimes we believe that by being sick we keep those that we love closer to us because they have to take care of us. Unfortunately what ends up happening sometimes is that the care givers get so fed up with banging their heads against the wall they can’t do it anymore. When my one sister blew the whistle on my other sister with social services the one that got caught was furious, so far though she is getting the help that she needs to get her life back together. If she doesn’t I think that as a family we’re done this is it we won’t come charging to the rescue anymore. We all have our limits and once they have been reached it’s hard to go past that point, you can try and sometimes you can make a bit of a difference. But when it comes right down to it, it’s out of your hands  you can’t do it they have to.

As long as the summer is green

This has got to be one of the strangest springs that I can remember, here it is April 21st and once again the ground is white. Now if you look back a couple of posts you’ll clearly see that I was talking about golf. I don’t usually talk about golf until I have at least hit a bucket of balls. Now I’m not nuts, well not completely anyways so it has to be nice for me to go stand in a field and swing my sticks to get ready for the season.

But fuck me of it’s not snowing outside and supposed to be like this all week. I have had enough I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again I am not into snowy sports so make sure that the summer is green.

Whatever

Why is it when I says whatever others alway think that I am in bad mood. Can’t it be just ‘whatever’ doesn’t that give the other person the green light to make the decision. Am I the only person who can make choices.

Twice in a lifetime

I recently watched a episode of the show of the same name that really makes me think. Now by no means does TV run my life to such a extent that I must do what I see. Although the show did bring some of the things that I have been pondering to the top of the heap once again.

Money, how I hate it.

The worst thing in the world is money, nothing is worse than not having any, although I don’t know if having any would make things any better. When you don’t have any you would do anything to have some, and I have seen what people who have money do.

I’m not a idiot being unhappy and rich has got to be better than being unhappy and poor, but I’m purely speculating since I don’t know from experience. What I know from experience is that being unhappy and poor sucks ass. Happy and poor is no picnic, but you can deal with it, it doesn’t mean the end of the world. Since I can’t get everyone to give up money and just be happy being happy, just give me more money so I don’t have to hate not having enough.

Golf is good

Whoever thought that swinging a big stick at a little ball could be so stress relieving. When you add a walk into the mix pure genius. I vow to golf once every other week this year and I’m going to try to make it once a week if I can, even if its just a bucket of balls that I smash down the driving range.

If I had the money honey I would golf my days away.

So Broken it can’t be fixed

Do things get so broken that they can’t be fixed? More to the point what happens if your not sure that there worth fixing? Sometimes it is better to start over, new, fresh with a clean slate and try to make it right. Sometimes you can use tape, glue or rope to hold things together, but that doesn’t always work. You have to know when things are beyond repair, but making that decision can be hard to make.

It’s the little things

You know after all these years it should be that the little things are those things that bring you closer, that make you more endearing to each other. Then why is it that the little things are those things that make me the most frustrated, they used to be quaint quirks now they are major annoyances. It’s not just that I’m going through my mid life crisis or is it. Why would all these things start to bother me now, when things should be going better than they were not worse…not done yet.

Where have I been

Hard to believe that I have waited this long to post again, I think that I’ve been staying away because I was afraid of what I’d say. Although that is why I started blogging in the first place, I don’t give a flying f**k about what people think about what I say, at least here I don’t. So from now on I hope I remember that this is the place for me to come and say what’s on my mind.

I spend all my time and energy worrying about how what I say affects those around me, I find that I stifle myself and keep my raging emotions inside me. AAARRRRGGG I need to scream sometimes too, you might not like what I have to say, but I never said that you had to listen to me.

I need to make me be happy for me.

I need to say what I want to say.

I need to do what I want to do.

I need to be what I want to be.

I need to be where I want to be.

If you don’t like what I say then tfb.

This is me get used to it…I’m finding my way back from the place I’ve been, hold on to your hat, enjoy the ride or get out of the way.