The picture on this one million dollar bill should prove it’s real. My bank won’t accept it, because they don’t have enough cash on hand. I guess I will just carry it around in my purse and hope I don’t get robbed. It’s kind of like wearing a fake 5 karat diamond ring. So many people don’t know the difference, but you wouldn’t dare tell them it’s not real. I found this one million dollar bill in a library book that was sent to my library on loan. It had, I supposedly been used as a book marker. It may some day become a collectable. I’m sure it has identification marks on it somewhere. It just might be one of a kind. If I hadn’t of told you would you have though I had sold that many books? Well not quite. I just wish.
If you read my blog yesterday you can tell I’m feeling a lot better today. One person even called me today to see if I was alright. I hadn’t realized I sounded that desperate. So nice to have caring friends. They are worth much more than that one million dollar bill. I have even eaten more sensible today. That was probably the most part of my problem. I will see how the change in dieting will show up on my scales in a week. I have spent a better part of the day looking up calories and carbs. It’s been fun to find so many good things that keep the total within my range. I have put my creativity to work. I may have to miss a few lunches at the Center, but I will be ok with that also. I am still wrestling with five pounds that just don’t want to give up. I need to win that battle one way or another.
I have a full week scheduled starting tomorrow. I will be getting everything ready for an exciting week-end at the Lucky Star. I am long past due for this little time of relaxation. It will prepare me for a long hard-working summer in my yard. The mental exercise is as important as the physical. I love sleeping in another bed besides my own, and eating someone else’s cooking. Does that explain why I can’t conquer the five pound weight problem? If so, be it. I want to be happy, and healthy both. If I can manage to clean my house as scheduled, I will be in perfect shape to hoop, and hollers this next week-end. It sure isn’t any fun to clean house, but there comes a time when it must be done. Running the vacuum sweeper is the hardest thing I have to do. But I can enjoy my trip much more if I do my house work before I leave. I will, yes I will, get it done. God bless my poor aching bones. Aleve will help.
God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp
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