A Plan

Most people have a plan. It might be a plan to buy a house, a car, to get married, or something on a much smaller scale. Apparently my plan has always been flying by the seat of my pants. I looked up the origins of that phrase and it is an old aviator's phrase that means to fly without the use of instruments and to use your instincts and judgement. The only judgment I have ever exercised is bad judgement and the only instrument I have ever used was an ATM and that was when I ran out of single's. Therefore I would have to say that flying by the seat of my pants is not working for me any more. I have had 3 1/2 months to come up with a plan and yet I have nothing.

I do have an update on my "plan." I have started doing some writing for a friend of mine's website but that is something different and I am hoping it will develop into something more. It is not even writing porn. I am writing some history based content so maybe almost 30 years later< I can put my history degree to good use.

Healthy Living

I have never been the poster child for healthy living. I had always been able to eat what I want to and whenever I wanted to eat it and really not suffer because of it. Now I suffer. A lot. Turning 50 seemed to be a big benchmark for me. I started a vitamin regimen, I started looking at my overall health, and I decided to start making some changes. It is nothing drastic. My feet are not well enough to take up jogging or anything like that. I saw where some people I know ran a 5k the other day. I used to jog a mile a day when I was in college but that was about the extent of my running career. If they were to put a Hooter's or a strip club near the finish line of the 5k, I would probably enter all of them. Everyone needs their motivation.