The Pact, day 2

It was a slow start to the writing day. I sat at the computer for hours, but couldn't concentrate as the kids played and whined and questioned. Plus there was the distraction of staring at a bottle of pills, knowing that if I took the first one I was admitting to my age. Last year it was bifocals. Now it's blood pressure medicine. Aging sucks. After reading the side effects over and over, and comparing those to how crappy I've been feeling, and contemplating dying of a stroke before I'm ready...