Unfuckingstoppable

There are good days and there are bad days and then there are exceptional days.  I had an exceptional day.  When they say money can’t buy you happiness, I know that shit is real and no matter how much money you have it can’t buy you love or acceptance or a hug.  Well it most definitely can buy you a hug and more from some hard working ladies on the corner and maybe it can get you love and some form of acceptance…like from Visa but whatever I’m not doing a write up on credit and hookers. Do you wonder though, if any working girls have those card readers on their phones? Ok, digression, the word you’re looking for is…anyway.  Money does not buy happiness.  Sheer joy comes from accomplishment, acceptance and love. I'm only 42 and I figured that out today. 

I have no money in the bank after selecting the most important of my bills to pay this month. As a matter of fact, my phone bill blasted in and I’m in the red, but guess what? I still spent most of the day with a stupid grin on my face.  Thanks to the help of TKC and her exceptional pimpage of my blog today.  It was mad fun watching the ticker tick and the comments made me cry with happy.  Then when I thought it couldn’t get much better, I got a job offer which will help me be able to pay all my bills not just the “good ones”. 

I did not let the 18 collect call attempts from the jail bother me. I did not let the crazy people coming out of the woodwork to collect things from me that HE still owes them fluster me.  I gave them the address to the jail and bade them good luck.  I was unfuckingstoppable today.

 

I know I will make it eventually.  I will shake it off, though probably with much less zeal than in my younger days. I know from time to time I will still find myself curled in my bed wishing I could sleep for a month.  It may take longer to get back to just crazy and not crazy, broke and desperate but I will.

So if you decide to follow me down the path to ruination…we’ll be back.  

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