So, now...what should I do with it?
1. Write the distributor of this product and say, I am sorry, I am a dried up old prune, but thanks for your encouragement. I will try to bleed on them.
2. Your product is fabulous, it soaks up the grease when I'm frying ground beef.
3. My dog loves it...I made a little pillow for her. Send me more because she likes your brand of pillows.
4. While I am some what pissed with you guys I must say, if any of my neighbours would have seen that bag hanging from my front door knob, they would have thought I was still a bleeder. Cool!
Ah, the joy.
Gord and I talked last night. He just got a CARD from the Government of Canada officially welcoming him as a senior citizen. We will forever be some one's old uncle and Auntie.
It said: enclosed is your personalized Old Age Security card. This card confirms that you are in receipt of your old age security pension. Holy fuck...he is an old fart. BUT an old fart with money, I can deal with that!
Then I went into our personal bank account ...online, and low and behold......we got money for doing sweet fuck all. We are starting to reap what we have sowed.
We don't really rely on that...we have other stuff....but I'm thinking he will cut me loose, and I can retire...very soon....yeahhhhhh.
Because after the day I had at work today...I. am. ready.
I would like to keep on working, but not full time. So that will be something I will be thinking about.
This is starting to get exciting.