ANA Y1 D1

 Here I go again on my own, going down the only road I've ever known...

A new year, new name, new adventure. That's what ANA stands for. A new adventure. I would have thought that at my age, the adventures would be a lot less exciting. I was hoping more for new hip not new method of marriage. But hey, this isn't a choose your own adventure book, now is it? I was never any good with those books. I would always read all the pages straight through so I knew the "good" option to pick. Sadly, I can't do that in real life, now can I? If you think you can decide, turn to page 12. Otherwise, turn to page 42.

You chose page 12. Idiot, Spent the day at my sister's apartment. I feel sad for her living in an apartment with four people. It's her, my BIL, their daughter, and then the free loader. I don't want to get into it now, but that person needs to go. They're causing strife and are annoying as fuck. To say something to your sister, turn to page 118. To stew silently, turn to page 98.

Welcome to page 98. Sis and I went to the store. She had a small seizure while at the store, but I was prepped first of what to do. Handled it with no problem. We mostly sat around and talked all day. We made jewelry. I made B a necklace because of course I did. Why wouldn't I? It's who I am. You know it, I know it, let it go. If you look up doormat, lackey, flunky, sucker, fool in the dictionary, you'll find a picture of me. Turn to page 24 to continue the story. Oops your ship has crashed against the rocks, you're dead.

Made dinner for everyone because my sister crapped out around 3. I setup a full own street taco bar and made an elote salad. I also made cookies for dessert. Turn to page 82 to end this adventure.

This is page 82. Welcome to the afterlife. It's pretty poorly scored. Sorry.