I am going to enjoy life after 50 if it kills me!

I used to wish for a winning lottery ticket so I could pay off my bills and buy a nice house.  Sometimes I would wish to be thin and fit, so I’d feel better and would look smokin’ hot in a little black dress.  In my lifetime I’ve wished for new cars, trips to Europe, perfect teeth, curly hair, and a wraparound porch with a swing.

But age changes one’s perspectives.  As of this moment, I wish for a good night’s sleep and no migraine in the morning.  I suppose this means I’m succeeding in my goal to simplify my life.  Good night, y’all.


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