tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193388802011-04-21T16:47:10.697-07:00roozhae19http://www.blogger.com/profile/12173182536304195232noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19338880.post-1133040905644605612005-11-26T13:26:00.000-08:002005-11-26T13:35:28.070-08:00The first step is admitting it right? I'm looking for Procrastinators Anonymous but in the meantime my therapy is my blog. I'm the Captain of our MS Walk Team, The Strutters (you are allowed to laugh at the name--that screw up was cemented by my mom and aunt), which raises money to end the devastating effects of multiple sclerosis yada, yada, yada. The actual walk is wonderful...takes place at the oceanfront, lots of fabulous people, Inca's our team mascot, the walk is 5 miles, we have a wonderful time. I just hate the part leading up to the actual walk...reminding people of deadlines, recruiting new team members and most of all I hate asking people for money.<br /><br />After four years do I still send out the same form letter? I might as well say...Guess who's back? Yep, it's that time again. I need <a href="http://www.xxxproposal.com/?wm_login=jdoughs">xxx</a> money. MS Research and all that. You have it. Here's an envelope. Remember it's tax deductible. Thanks a bunch. <br /><br />Truth be told, I would much rather have them make their check out to me and deposit it in my personal checking account. That doesn't make me a shit heel at all. It actually makes sense right as I have MS and would benefit from their contribution? It won't go to MS research but it will help me out more than they will ever know. Maybe part of it has to do with last year. I was partially blind and had just started steroids but was determined to go support my team. What in the hell was I thinking? I was miserable, hot as blazes and my ride decided to walk 3 of the 5 miles and left her cell phone on a bench. I'm trying to get motivated but...<br /><br />Today is all about spending a little QT with my sister. That's quality time. A big thing in my family. Although we're ten years apart my sister is very mature (sometimes) and one of my best friends. We have similar senses of humor which is very rare for me to find--although she doesn't get Curb Your Enthusiam--WTF is up with that? Today is all about spending birthday money, eating and reminding her to start collecting for the freaking walk. See how positive I am?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19338880-113304090564460561?l=whoami929.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>roozhae19http://www.blogger.com/profile/12173182536304195232noreply@blogger.com