Day 31

Day 31. This is supposed to be the year that I get my shit together. I only have 11 more months to go. I'm not making very good progress. A couple of days ago I re-read the resolutions I made about a month or so ago. It's funny how things you said sound so different later, even though they are exactly the same. And I don't feel any different about any of them. They are still things I need to change. In fact, I could stand to add a few more things to the list. But one thing at a time.

So here I take stock, realizing there isn't much of which to take stock. I am still behind in what I should be doing in school. I suck a lot, and not improving a lot. My feet still hurt, but I think we ruled out The Gout as the cause. It's just run of the mill pain. My family is in a shambles at the moment, and it will get worse before it will get better. I am still sleeping in The Middle, with no hope of getting out. Or the possibility of respite. That's my life stock after 31 days.