This and that.

You are so right about people who brag, I think that believing 50% is making them a favor, I often only believe 10% My husband and I have very few friends, but good friends we can trust.

I have one friend Judy. One friend I have other people around me quite a lot But only one friend. One real friend

I sleep on my couch, so I don’t really have a bed to make. It’s, fold a blanket, and put away the pillow.

Why would smart people have fewer friends?

Make my bed? Why bother. Hubby gets up later than I do. That means that Rufus my coyote dog goes up and digs into the blankets on my side of the bed and snoozes until hubby gets up. So I make my bed when I go up at night to sleep.

I have one person I can call a true close friend and a few good new friends. I run a small circle. I get up, have coffee and then make my bed. I feel undone if it's not made. Great post for thought.

Each sentence can be regarded as an aphorism.

I am a group of 3 friends—me, myself, and I. We get along very well.

Need such reminders to stay focused.

I only have 2 longtime friends. All the others turned out to be fake. When hubby worked 2nd and 3rd shifts, I couldn't make the bed; but I made it when I came home from work so I could sleep on top of the quilt and take a nap with my comforter on top of me. Heavenly. Cousin #2 constantly brags about how smart she is. Maybe she is; but they wanted me to skip 2 grades. She's not the only one with brains! HA!