I'm not dead yet.

But I'm still homeless. And posting from the library.

Today I came in to check my email and research granite counter top edge styles. Yes, styles with an s. You can get Full bullnose, demi bullnose, eased edge, Ogee, you name it.

Who knew? Gee, in my other kitchens this kind of decision was made for me. And I preferred it that way. Because I'm not so good at making decisions.

Like the other day. Remember annoying Personal Trainer lady? Well (first bad decision) I agreed to talk to her again about using up the 12 personal trainer sessions I paid for and haven't managed to use (second bad decision). Because of being busy and homeless and caught up in this whole granite edge decision-making process.

I mean, just typing the details in is wearing me right the hell out.

So anyway. Next thing you know, I've signed on for six months of personal training. (third bad decision) Because? I need (I guess) to partake in a sprint Triathlon (fourth and I hope final bad decision).

So. You see what I mean about me and making decisions.

WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING?

And now I know why people find it hard to depart from the state of homelessness. It's because it's far too easy to become overwhelmed. Because here I am in the public library blogging about my bad decisions, and you know what? A park bench and a bottle of cheap hooch is sounding PRETTY DAMNED GOOD.