And it’s the weekend.

Just because I didn’t do anything all week long doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy the weekend.

I wonder, what is it that old women are supposed to do? Never mind that the President of the United States is older than I am. (Speaking as an old person. He is too old and the other one is too evil.)

Let’s think about this. Things that an old woman needs to do. Well,

1. 1. 1. I have to get out of bed. Pretty obvious,  gotta pee and the coffee isn’t delivered bedside anymore. Thank you, Carlton. 
      2. Make the bed. I guess if I had an actual bedroom I could skip this one.
      3. Get dressed. Because,
      4. I have to leave the Old Bat Cave and seek out other humans.
      5. Go outside. If only for an instant. 
      6. Do something that can be considered exercise and something that requires a couple of brain cells. 
      7. Remember to take essential meds.
      8. Do at least one nice thing for another living creature.
      9. Don’t kill anyone. Even if they deserve it.
      10. Finally, get back in bed. Sleep well and start back at #1 the next morning. Now, how hard can this be? 

What I need to learn is to accept that this is “good enough”.   If I do more. Great. If not it’s still OK. I am not Captain Marvel.  (But I would like to be.)