A letter from October 10th, 2014

Dear FutureMe, Next week in my time we will have been married 25 years - in your time it will be 35 years - weird. Hope you go somewhere for that one - too broke to do anything special in this time. Son is in college taking prep courses - driving that now 15 year-old ******* car you bought for $1000. Hubby is a little unhappy in is job right now - silly woman boss questions every little stupid thing and drives him crazy - and when he has all the details tended to and everything's good she can't so much as say thanks, or you did a good job - no, it's just criticism in the form of "coaching". So, yeah, he's about ready to find something else....if there was anything else. you -we - me - we're a mess - you need to lose the weight once and for all and get on with living - hope you've done it finally have no idea what to expect from 10 years from now - the last 10 have been a little uneventful - hubby's cancer in 2004 but he got past it, it hasn't come back or anything. Son has started to go in his own direction, which is fine, just wish he'd do something that could earn a wage that he could live on. Hopefully he's not still living at home!! Moggy and Peanut are getting old - Peanut especially is getting adle-brained - she hasn't done so well since she went blind and now she gets stuck in every corner and can't seem to find her way out anymore - like she no longer remembers the layout of the house, even though nothing's changed, not even the furniture, in 11 years. Thinking about the future always makes me a little sad - what will I be like in 10 years' time? What will have happened to me - will I be OK? Sending futureme hugs - and hugs to anyone else who reads this.