Happy Birthday to Me, Bitches

I made it another year. Take that, you series of unfortunate events.

Let me count the ways:

• Ridiculous unemployment issues post pharma patent cliff and Great Recession
• HVAC (broken then replaced, cha-Ching) Retaining wall and driveway (unfixed. See HVAC above), kid still in college with expenses beyond my means to assist. (Hmmm… insoluble at present salary).
• Illness, immediate family member
• Mean family member
• More Mean family members (it appears to be an autosomal dominant trait)
• Chemo, radiation, surgery, surgery, surgery – self
• An unreasonable number of untimely deaths this year. No one else is allowed to die for the rest of 2022.

But not all of it was bad and it’s looking up a little bit more these days. Thank you to all of you who helped me through the awful days. You don’t know how valuable that was to me.

The rest of you can go {#%^ #%**%€.

Hit it, Meredith!

Damn, I need a pair of Doc Martens.