What a day. I woke up this morning feeling half alive. As I wandered to the bathroom my only concern was how quickly I could get back into bed and fall back asleep. Not just another Thursday though. This past weekend I lost my wallet. I still have no idea how it happened but I have resigned to the fact that it is gone and it was time to get a new drivers license. So I ventured out after my long morning in bed. Can you believe I did not leave the house until 11:32AM and I still had not showered? I thought it would not make much a difference seeing that GA department of drivers uses the same photo from the last license. Well I was wrong about that. So now my swollen, puffy “I slept too much” and have been chronically physically miserable the last month face has been immortalized on my drivers license as a constant reminder of how low I have sunk on this Thursday. Of course this is just one Thursday, out of several thousand that I have lived and I am hopeful that next Thursday I will feel and look better and most definitely have a better attitude towards life. At least I hope I do.

But amidst my exhaustion I managed to install my new wall mounted mailbox and neatly labeled it with my name and apt number. I think this is my first mailbox with my name on it. I wonder if that means I am growing up? Nah, probably not. Putting my name on the mailbox reminder me too much like cub scouts. Playing with stickers is hardly an adult actively.