PROCRASTINATING-read

I am supposed to be going to visit my mother but instead I am writing in this diary. I just don’t want to go……she has Alzheimers and when I am there I don’t know what the hell to do with her. Of course if I was smart I would have gone earlier when there was entertainment.

Well it’s time for me to go because of course then I have to come back and make supper. My life is good in a way and bad in another. It is good because I have my health and all the material things I need and most of what I want. But it is "bad" because I have to do so many things I don’t want to. I guess that is what life is all about. I wouldn’t mind visiting my mother if I had an out-going personality and could entertain her. Anyhow I’m off………………….