Day 3640: The most wonderful time of the year

Even though I think that the most wonderful time of the year is Spring, I recognize that many people think that December is the most wonderful time of the year.

Actually, because living in the moment is most wonderful, I’m going practice believing that it is ALWAYS the most wonderful time of the year, no matter what time of the year it is.

Do my images show that this is the most wonderful time of the year?

Here’s “The Most Wonderful Time of the Year.”

Thanks to all who make this the most wonderful time of the year, including YOU.

Day 3610: I could care less

Yesterday, I realized in therapy that it would be nice to care less and do nothing every once in a while — instead of being constantly driven to get things done right. For example, I could care less about our shower remodel and all the decisions I have to make about it.

I would also like to care less about what is happening to Twitter now that Elon Musk is being so care-less with people’s lives, feelings, and money.

I could care less that I haven’t yet figured out the music for this new song I’m writing:

I Don’t Want to Write a Song

I don’t want to write a song

I don’t want to right a wrong

I don’t want to move along,

But I guess I will.

I don’t want to do a thing

That is hard and exhausting

I don’t want to play and sing,

But I guess I will.

I especially don’t want to write a bridge

The part of a song that makes me itch

And feel like I’m an amateurish bitch,

But I guess I will.

I don’t want to try and fail,

Spend some time to no avail,

Try to run, but move like a snail

But I guess I will.

I don’t want to finish this

Or anything on my to-do list.

But I guess it’s done.

And, actually, it was sort of fun.

©️Ann Koplow, 2022

I could care less about the images I have to share with you today.

I could care less about individually-wrapped candies.

Here’s what I find on YouTube when I search for “I could care less.”

I could care less about speaking and writing properly.

I also care about you reading this I-could-care-less post, so thank YOU for caring!

Day 3609: Unknowns

In the notes I write about my patients, the list of stressors often includes “unknowns about the future.” However, unknowns aren’t always stressful, as this teabag tells us:

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Are there unknowns in my other images for today?

Before today, Mickey Mouse’s birthday was unknown to me.

Here’s what I find on YouTube when I search for “unknowns.”

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Thanks to all who deal with unknowns every day, including YOU!

Day 3603: Letting go of regret

Letting go of regret is a very good habit to practice, since we can’t change the past.

Here and now, I’m letting go of regret about several things I coulda/shoulda/woulda done differently, including not beginning today’s New York Times Wordle puzzle with my usual starting word. Even though that word would have been a better choice than the one I picked today (out of boredom and wanting to try something new), I still solved the puzzle in four tries, which I regret only because I’m locked in a fierce Wordle battle with my husband, Michael.

I have no regret about marrying Michael and I have no regret about taking our cat Joan outside on a leash (even though Joan loudly seems to regret that I don’t take her out more often).

I am now letting go of regret about the images I did and did not collect for today’s post.

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The Daily Bitch seems to be letting go of regret about dusting.

Here’s what I find on YouTube when I search for “letting go of regret.”

Thanks to Kathryn Schulz and to everyone else who helps me in letting go of regret, including YOU!

Day 3588: What we own

I own all my thoughts, feelings, and actions, including blogging every day.

Most of today’s images show things I do not own.

I don’t currently own a lot of chocolate but I expect to own more by the end of National Chocolate Day.

Here’s “You Don’t Own Me.”

One thing I do own is my gratitude for all who visit this blog, including YOU.

Day 3417: I am not a bot

I am not a bot and that is why I can blog, share a definition of “bot” in this post …

… and find this online:

Even though I am not a bot, somebody on Twitter reported me as a bot, which I found abot as pleasant as botulism:

I am not a bot, so I noticed the discrepancy between “I suspect she is a bot” and “I have no intention of hurting her feelings.” I also read the referred-to letter from Twitter CEO Parag Agrawal about spotting bots and it was clear from that, too, that I am not a bot, so I blocked that person on Twitter who reported me.

Yesterday, I tweeted this:

People said I could prove that I was not a bot by blocking someone or also by tweeting a photo of myself holding up two fingers, so — again — I am not a bot.

In case you have any remaining doubt about whether I am not a bot, I ask you this: could a bot travel from Boston to the Pacific Northwest and share all these images?

I am not a bot, so I can recognize that the Daily Bitch is uncharacteristically not being a bitch today. Also, I can’t bike to work on National Bike to Work Day because (1) I don’t have a bike and (2) I’m on vacation thousands of miles away from work.

Here is what I find when I search for “I am not a bot” on YouTube:

I am not a bot, so I can express gratitude to all others who are not a bot, including YOU.