May 1st

So, yes, I announced the May 1st date of cut off. Was it wrong. Naw. A bit precocious. Naw.

It is time especially if you are willing to do anything different. I am tired of excuses. I am tired of being on your terms. I am tired of you not sacrificing. I have bent over backwards to an extent and you have not felt one bit uncomfortable at any time. No, we can't do this, no I wanna stay in. This was not done to in any attempt to make you change or force change. Instead I had to do it for me. Somethings are required and since the other things I request do not occur.....something has gotta give! That is all in a nutshell.

And the response back. Typically. Well, I lack self control so I guess that means you shouldn't come over. WTF! We are there...really. Too old for that. But, ok. Your call. Guess we're back to texts, tweets, and WWF until that too falls off.

It's Monday. My life. Is not my own.

Operation donor going into effect. Poppa will have to get over disappointment or his wife will grow old and heartbroken without a grandchild of her own. I can't please everyone ALL of the time.....

Peace.