Fail. Fail. Fail, etc, etc, etc. 2000 days. 30 days. Almost 5 years. People around me sick, I want them to change. But I need to change.

I put it all in the title!

Today is 2000 days since Spaceballs. This week and a few days later is 500 days no S no F; 1000 days no M. 5 years no B. 

And 30 days since the firsts of May when I set the goal of scrubs. And fail. If anything, getting worse. 

Mom is sick, aging and stress and diet/sleep/exercise.
Lev was sick again, a week ago throwing up and last night to the ER with chest pain. 

I look to them and think of changes they could make. I need to look in the mirror and focus on my changes.