Monday I am escaping on a coach trip for five days, I am
counting down the hours.
I know that Parky has come back into my life with as much
force as he can. I’m stiff a lot of the time I scared the cr__ out of myself
when I felt myself fighting sleep as I was driving home after visiting my mum
in hospital.
I had the window down and Queen playing quite loud, even
tried singing to make sure I was safe I know that I will have to leave the car
at home till Parky gives me a break.
BUM BUM BUM I just hate not being in control.
I thought I was winning the fight but it seems that at the
moment Parky is winning the war.
There is defiantly no chance of a stress free life and Parky
feeds on stress. I should not have got so clever thinking there was a way of
getting the upper hand.
The D.V.D. I ordered arrived today Qi gong for beginners.
First it was a fight to get in the case then second I have
lost the remote for the d v d player, what am I like? Never mind when I can
watch it properly I may just have found my fighting gloves I can’t let Parky
win the war
Parky will never win. Why, it does not define you, or your legacy.
ReplyDeleteThank you Bob you have made me stop and think
ReplyDeleteKeep up your blog. Your thoughts and writings are insightful. I appreciate your honesty. We all have to keep ourselves looking at the positives (and there are always many, though sometimes they may be hiding!)
ReplyDeleteThank you, I must admit I had wondered if Parky as a blog had seen better days. With coments like yours I know I have to find the hiding place
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