I usually do not care for birthdays, not even mine.
But this year round, I feel older, significantly older.
I have been put through the wringer, but I am still here! In this space, the place I presently occupy in spirit and in truth, I have come to appreciate that I choose not to give a fudge about anything that even remotely irritates. I am embracing the “walk away” approach, and possibly cuss under my breath, but I will waddle away.
Things I am over: Bad debt
Am I the only one who gets amazed at people who refuse to render payment for goods or services rendered? As in why do you need to be REPEATEDLY reminded to settle your dues? Apart from being an irredeemable ass wipe, why would you do that?
Anyone who owes me, I have blessed you with my money. It will not buy you decency or anything between your ears, but you can try.
I am sooooo into: KC!
Where has this drink been all my life? All of it!
I was introduced to it by a good pal of mine, and I have not looked back. How is it that it has absolutely NO hungover! NOOOOONE!
Good bye team whiskey, I will miss you dear Rum.
I am riding this KC wave ( Kenya Cane for those who have not had their morning coffee) like a woman possessed.
It might not be 4 o’clock anywhere on earth, but I do not care. Cheers mates!