Sometimes life will push us to our limits.
Will we crack, or pull out of it.......????
The older I get, my resolve seems to be dissolving.
Maybe I need help?
Maybe a 12 step thingy program?
But guys its hard, REAL HARD......
To live in a house where my wife refuses to have processed foods.
The smell of baking bread is a trigger, like having to slow going up that grade while pulling your trailer, on a two way road and you still have lots of pedal under your foot......
I want to ease over to my left, just peer a bit around that poke, thinking I can hammer it, when all of a sudden she calls from the kitchen: "DO YOU WANT A SLICE?"
Fine.... I've always found company with slackers, and loafing around comes easy to me.
Will we crack, or pull out of it.......????
The older I get, my resolve seems to be dissolving.
Maybe I need help?
Maybe a 12 step thingy program?
But guys its hard, REAL HARD......
To live in a house where my wife refuses to have processed foods.
The smell of baking bread is a trigger, like having to slow going up that grade while pulling your trailer, on a two way road and you still have lots of pedal under your foot......
I want to ease over to my left, just peer a bit around that poke, thinking I can hammer it, when all of a sudden she calls from the kitchen: "DO YOU WANT A SLICE?"
Fine.... I've always found company with slackers, and loafing around comes easy to me.
