Its been a morning so far here. Podrick and I aren’t talking this morning. He knows just how to push my buttons. Every time. The coffee has been brewed, and is currently being consumed.

I don’t even know what to write this morning. I’m tired, and I’m struggling to come up with anything would be interesting. Here in TinyTown, nothing much happens. I went to Shady Acres yesterday to bring in the wood pellets and to clean the stove.

It too about an hour to bring in the pellets, then to clean the stove. I have it down to a science now. I could probably do it in my sleep if I had to. There’s still more pellets to bring down. I haven’t decided if I’ll bring in a couple a day, or head over to Shady Acres tomorrow while my parents are in CapitalCity for cancer stuff, and just bring in all of them in one go.

On the way home, I stopped at the tiny grocery store for something for dinner. I had an idea of what I wanted to make. I only had to head up to work for the main ingredient. After that, we did things, which I can’t remember.

For dinner, we had ghetto chicken parm, and it was spectacular. We watched an episode of FBI, because Netflix and RAW were acting up. After the episode, I took a chance and put on the episode of RAW, while it was still live – to not get commercials, and it actually played.

It wasn’t the best episode, but I was still sports entertained. Welcome to Tuesday. Make it count, y’all.