Worst birthday ever? possibly

 

          THURSDAY 5/19/22 9:40PM--I'm 67 years old today. That seemed so old when I was younger; I couldn't imagine what it was like when I was a teenager. Now I know. With the exception of his Heart, Dad was in fairly good shape (as far as I knew) when he passed away at sixty-two. I, on the other hand am not. So far, one of my "friends" remembered, but that's because my b-day is the same as at least one well-known celebrity--Pete Townshend of the Who. She and I are both Who fans.
             Dianne wants to take me out for my birthday--anywhere I wanna go. I don't yet wanna go anywhere. I've got all day to come up with a place to have Dinner. She's super busy today, so we'll go tomorrow-I think.
11:40AM-having an early Lunch...after dropping SueEl off at the Shady Grove Metro, I hope to come home and...you know what.
6:52PM--it didn't happen that way AT ALL. I pulled into my parking spot in front of the house when SueEl called, asking me if she could borrow some money to pay for the shuttle bus to Baltimore. I went back to Shady Grove Metro where I had LOTSA trouble trying to find the spot where I had dropped her off. I put about TEN miles on the car just driving around SG Metro...I ended up on 370 heading AWAY from the Metro; until I made what was likely an illegal U turn and ultimately found my way back to where SueEl was. I gave her about $10 one dollar bills. I'm assuming she made it to Band practice. I'd say my 67th birthday has sucked quite a bit. Thankfully, it'll be over in about five hours, more or less. And tomorrow is Friday, allegedly the start of the weekend.
9:13PM--the Trash is done, next is the re-cycle-able stuff.
10:58PM--the re-cycle-able stuff is also out on the curb. I'm watching BEVERLY HILLS COP, after which I'm going to bed. Dunno how much sleep I'm gonna get, but I gotta try. Seven hours would be nice, but it would be a surprise too.
11:37PM--I think the Trazodone is kicking in. I'll be in bed in about ten minutes.

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