I think this will be my final tumble ever.

i don’t have much of a use for this sight anymore.

Alarm goes off at 6 AM.  

Get up.  Flip on “Today in New York”.  Whip up and throw down some breakfast.  Throw on some tunes as I hit the shower @ 7.

Hop out, throw on the coffee, suit up.  Pour the coffee, grab the keys, push the lock.  Start the car, throw on NPR, stop at the light.  Pull in the parking garage, lock the doors, walk to the office.  By now we are looking at about 8.

Grab the Times, flip through.  Grab a hold of what is going on around the world. Start work at 8:30.  

When 4:30 comes around, say goodnight to Maureen, say good night to Lauren, Deanne, James…. All the rest.  Head to the locker room to change and its workout time.  Solid hour at the gym.

Hit the car, NPR fills me in on what’s going on.  Park the car and head into the apartment.  By now it’s 6 and time for dinner.  Check the news while whipping up the grub and all of a sudden its 7.  Time for the Mets.

Watch the Mets.  Wrapped up by 10.  Highlights from around the league until its time for Jon and Steven to take me home.  Goodnight.

Give me that for a Tuesday in the middle of May…. That’s just about as good as it gets.

Two months is longer than I anticipated.  I didn’t anticipate anything.  

She is busy, I get it.  Doesn’t mean I believe that is her reason for putting a stop to things… But I get it.

I don’t know what I base the idea that I am someday going to get this right on, but I believe it..

That was fun while it lasted…

‎”Hey, I don’t have all the answers. In life, to be honest, I have failed as much as I have succeeded. But I love my wife, I love my life, and I wish you my kind of success.”

i don’t know why, but today i felt good about how i look….

So many…. so many females….

Anything but the blatant proof,

was your lips touching mine in a photobooth.

Just don’t leave anything on the table…….