I have blogged a little bit about how I tend to be Mr Distructo—seems everything I touch seems to break—maybe not immediately but sooner or later. I have been somewhat challenged to accept this truth about myself but the truth is I am a destroyer. I don’t know how far or deep this personality flaw of mine extends. I am a bit frightened to explore this I don’t know if I could bare what I might find.
I continue to wait for the latest part for my wheelchair to arrive. I have been limping round for a couple of weeks not with one peddle and I must admit I have been getting round better than I had anticipated I would. I am experiencing a little discomfort but all in all I am OK. Yesterday when I went to my 1030 bathroom break I put the seat to the commode down—do really force full and I was shocked when half of the seat broke off. Now, I know I did not do this—I really don’t know how this could have happened to break like the seat did—true I touched the seat last—or was I set up?? Get out there and vote
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