I doubt that I can keep a schedule about as much as I doubt Tom could talk loud enough to activate both Alexa and Dot at once. Honestly, I’d rather not be able to keep a schedule and feel well-rested enough to be productive, rather than be scheduled, tired and with no energy to do shit. Like asking me if I’d rather be poor and healthy vs. sickly and rich. The answer’s obvious. 

“You're welcome to exit my life but don't think you can re-enter it later on. Once you've dumped or blocked me that's the way it STAYS. I don't waste time on those that don't want me in their life because there are so many people that DO." 

Saw this written somewhere and totally agree with it. 

Yesterday I was both lazy and productive. Other than a “killer” workout and an asthma attack, I didn’t do much. Changed the rats’ cage, cleaned the air filters, and binged on Netflix. 

Tammy bought our parents’ house back in my dreams last night. One of the ones in Longmeadow. Then she bought a grocery store, LOL. I was hanging out in it after hours one night with her and her dog. I dashed to the toy section, happily ripped a ball out of a package, and then ran around playing ball with the dog. 

Then Kirsten Vangsness from Criminal Minds wanted to be my girlfriend, but I only liked her as a friend, haha.