I NEED TO GET MY S--T TOGETHER.

It is Saturday morning, September the fourth. Five Am and I am listening as the coffee makes its gurgling sounds as it slowly makes it way into the pot. My brain is sort of on the slow side too. And I yesterday in brash anticipation promised wit and words. There is a chance I might not be able to deliver. I will do my best.
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Yesterday my son. You know the Theology student,told me he wouldn't trade me as a Mother but he sure wished I would get my s--t together. I laughed because we all know this will never happen. But I got to wondering after he left just how a person gets their s--t all in pone place to get it together. And just what does that consist of? Does he mean your material belongings. Even I know that probably is not the case. I would venture to think he means the way I act.

I tried to think of a plan which would consist of pulling my actions together in a more concise manner. It wore me out just trying to come up with a plan. I am afraid Son this probably is not going to materaize. This getting my s--t put together better.

I probably have written on here before that my younger sister told me once that my forces were scattered at birth and I would never get them back together. I smile for she seems to have been right. Actually if I was to be totally truthful I really don't want to get it together. I have lived this way so many years I just think I will probably continue in the same hap hazard way. I apologise. For I know it certainly rubs some the wrong way, these scattered forces of mine. I am a firm believer life will laugh at you most of the time anyway, a living funny paper. You might as well laugh right along with it. And not take any of it too serious.

So these are my rambling thoughts for the day. I am afraid my pocket had a hole in it and the wit and words once again were blown away. Always just outside my reach. So as I turn to leave Blogland I try to gather a little of my forces so I can at least appear today as having some of it in order. See Son, aren't you proud of me? But for now, I'm outta here.