This may hurt you more than it does me.........if I have managed to fool you into believing that I have some "answers" to the mystery of Life or anything else, well......shame on you. Gullible, that's what you are. And I am all of the awful adjectives that get flung onto a Con person which slide off of his or her slick, slippery surface.. Sorry about that, but you enter Blogville at your own risk you know and read and believe at your own peril. There probably should be one of those "Abandon hope".....signs over the doorway or some such warning......and it seems to me that I HAVE warned you in the past that I am no guru nor am I really Pollyanna..........At this very moment, I am more like Shit-for-Brains cross bred to the Cowardly Lion.
I have just passed control to the sniveling wretch who occupies the other half of this hellish duplex known as "LO" and she has come up with a number of very meaningful arguments about why I shouldn't have knee replacement surgery. Yes, at this moment in time I am waffling, I am reconsidering, I am copping out. I have fallen out of the ranks of "mench" and am roiling about in the gutter with the fallen Shlubs and Nebbishes of the world. Tomorrow I will go to my Cardiologist and friend wearing a paper bag over my head to hide my shame and calmly discuss my options with him. I think I may have simply overestimated my abilities and fooled even my own Self......duh. Talk about gullible......
We will have to wait and see where this whole melodrama ends up......I I do believe I have enough time to change my mind 6 more times and back again before actually checking in. Meanwhile I will continue to have conversations with all of my various joints and arthritic members and will try to ascertain whether I am really up for this bit or not.
The major question right now is......if I chicken out, do I have to return all those good wishes and words of high praise you have heaped on me? I mean.....are they like wedding presents or can I keep them anyway?
Signs, signs, everywhere a sign
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