Sunday, April 26, 2009

I don't want to work tomorrow

Actually, I don't want to work anymore.

I am 60 years old and tired.

I am tired of giving my energy to someone else to do something I no longer like to do.

I want to stay at home and get the things done I need to do around the house. I also want to sleep, and rest and exercise and do fun things. I don't want to spend 3 or 4 hours commuting and 7.5 hours working every weekday.

I was hoping I could call in rich - you know - win the lotto or Powerball, but I guess that's not in the cards, or shall we say in the numbers, for me.

Instead, I will go to work, and dislike it until I hate it more and more each day until the day I can retire.

Sunday, April 19, 2009


Trust me on this ok.

Not everyone in the world wants to smile all of the time.

I am one who does not.

I think it's unatural to smile. Sure, it takes fewer muscles to smile than to frown, but frowing is more natural. It's the way the face "hangs". We are not born with a smile on our faces. It's something that's acquired, the ability to smile.

Smiling indicates acceptance. A reward for good behavior. We smile at babies and puppy dogs and kittens to show our approval. We frown when we disapprove.

I neither smile nor frown. My face just is in a neutral pose, without any uplifting corners of my mouth and without my teeth showing. It's the way I am.

Yet some woman I know from church practically accosted me at the supermarket because I wasn't "smiling". She touched my arm and wouldnt' let me go saying I had to smile.

I nearly decked her.

It's my choice to smile or not, and it's my personal space she was invading.

No matter how many times I told her I didn't feel the need to smile she kept insisting that she wouldnt' let me go until I did. I told her that the longer she held on to my arm the less likely it would be that I would smile because her behavior annoyed me.

She didn't take the hint.

What is it with some people? Dont' they know that people have personal boundries?

Apparently not.

She was so upsetting to me I wanted to deck her. But I restrained myself. The next thing she wanted to do was hug me. Oh Lord, save me from such people. Then she said she would pray for me and that I said I would accept, as long as she prayed for me in her home and not laying hands on me.

Prayer is acceptable. Touch is not.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Happy Easter

I hope you have a joyous Easter with family and friends.

Sunday, April 05, 2009

safe in Orlando

My sister wrote me a letter which I received yesterday.

She is alive and living at a shelter for homeless women and abused women and their children, in Orlando FL.

I am glad to know she is alive and seeking help for her problems.

Saturday, April 04, 2009

my sister has gone missing

My sister Christine Kopczenski walked away from her life in Miami a week ago today.

She left a note dated March 27. She took with her a Land's End all weather jacket, so we think she has headed to a northern state. She often said she wanted to go to Morgantown West Virginia, but she also mentioned states like Tennessee, Kentucky and North Carolina as a place she would like to move to.

She said she would not kill herself, however she took none of her medications. It's not putting a gun to her head, it's more like passive suicide to not take the medication for diabetes, blood pressure and anxiety/depression.

I have spent a week calling police, sending e-mails, contacting agencies, distributing flyers, etc. in an effort to locate her. She said she will be homeless. She is depressed and unable to cope with circumstances in her life.

I don't want to drag her back to Miami if she does not want to come.

I have a Facebook page. I have posted her picture there. She is 55 years old, blonde with grey hair at the temple, and blue eyes. She is 5 ft. 1 inches tall, she weighs about 175 lbs. She has bad teeth, missing one tooth where a crown fell off but a post remains. She also has other chipped front teeth.

If you should see someone matching her description, please contact me.

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