It's Taken Care Of
I watched nine hours of George Carlin this weekend. You know, he was kinda good looking when he was young. NBC also ran the very first Saturday Night Live with George Carlin hosting. So I've been saturated. Geez I'm gonna miss the guy.
I think the girl I used to work out with has finally flown the coop. She hasn't been around for close to four weeks now. It's OK. I can do it by myself. Hell, I live my whole life by myself anyway. So what else is new?
I'm still doing to intensive cardio/strength training. I get through most of it. Today was challenging. But I did it. I ordered the Rotation Diet from Amazon.com. I did this diet back in the '80s and had some pretty good success with it. I know it's a hard diet, but I need to do something to shock my body. I really want to lose at least 30 more pounds, and it ain't happenin' doin' the things that I'm doin'.
I got my car title and registration taken care of. I didn't count on the emotions it was going to dredge up, though. Opening the box that had all of the stuff in it from when Al died—death certificates, papers for the funeral home, tax forms, and insurance statements—my breath caught in my throat. My stomach clinched. But I got what I needed out of the box. Then I had to go to the court house. That was an ordeal. But the people who work there made it easier than I expected. I guess they have to deal with people who have lost love ones all of the time and can handle them with a lighter touch. Then I had to go to the DMV. And that wasn't so bad either. The guy who was helping me was very nice. So it all didn't make me wish I hadn't done it. I'm glad I did.
I still feel kind of sad, though. It brought back many of the feelings. And right now, I don't know what to do with them.
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