Work sucks!
As we were in line for the Ferry going over to Dauphin Island yesterday, an older man with a craggy face walked by and he had a hat on that said WORK SUCKS! with a fish lure hanging out of it. Days go by and the lines around my eyes and mouth increase. I’m trying to get the unnatural red out of my hair and get back to my own color (hard to know what that is right now and meanwhile what I see in my part is grey grey and more grey – not a color in my opinion). I’m working on stretching and flexibility as my body pulls tighter into a fist. I’ve got a ten pound spare tire around my belly that is not budging.
Stress sucks.
Relaxation rules.
For everyone else there is yoga. Ommmmmmmmmmm.