Dang it no winning ticket again

So G and I didn’t hit the lottery.

Which means still no escape from this life as a caregiver in a falling down around our ears home.

No beach home…. yet.

No spa like care facility for The Curmudgeon.

No financing more research into a cure for MS.

fuck it

 

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About doggonedmysteries

Agented Mystery Writer, Bull Terrier owner --we have two, Avid gardener.

Posted on January 14, 2016, in Misc and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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