Ooh you make my motor run, my motor run

Good morning party people! We made it! It’s finally Friyay! A big ol coffee cup salute to this glorious day. All that stands before me and the weekend is today, and the short shift tomorrow! It’s been a long ass week, but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Slept okish. Up very briefly at 1, and maybe 3. And rolled over and saw that it was six, but it was so brief, I saw the time, and went right back to sleep. The bed temp was pretty close to 100% awesome.

I’m stiff and sore this morning. The last three days, all I’ve really done is move furniture. I’ll be moving more today. BossLady basically told a customer that they had agreed to buying something, and that we have it in writing. So she’ll be stopping by this morning to pay for and to pick up her merch. Sometimes it takes the boss to be calling these people. There’s only so much that we can do, as regular wage slaves.

Coffee. Coffee is good.

Ok, let’s get the day started!

On a gathering storm comes a tall handsome man

Good morning everyone, it’s Thursday. The most useless day of the week. Almost the weekend, but not quite close enough. It’s gray and windy, and currently below freezing out there.

I was up early. Around 6. I was woken up because there was a very snuggly kitten looking for a place to get comfy. She snuggled close to my neck for a little bit, then snuggled Crystal, then I think ended up on my hip and slid between us. She’s a snuggly girl, and just wanted to be close to us.

Other than the kitten, it was an ok sleep. I think we’re having problems staying asleep because the weather is changing and getting colder. I don’t know. Maybe that’s the reason, maybe not. Like the US Tax Code, it’s a total mystery.

Coffee in the mugs, and news on TV. Chaucer is in the window, being Chaucer. Pippin is around somewhere. Happy Thursday everyone.

Birds and snakes, and aeroplanes

Good morning motherfuckers! welcome to the red headed stepchild, known as Wednesday. Yep, it’s the day that you have to go through, but in the grand scheme of things – means nothing. It’s hump day. You’re moving through the week, but today just feels like 3rd Monday.

The sun is rising, and is supposed to be a relatively nice day out there. But the weather doesn’t really matter, when you’re in an office all day. I’ll try and get out and do some things over at the warehouse.

But before all that fun, we’ll be having a probably long ass meeting. That’s ok. It’s overdue.

But before all that: coffee.

Let’s go Wednesday! Woohoo!

Good day sunshine

It’s morning, am I supposed to be excited? I woke up at 6. I’m sure Crystal was up even earlier. I fell back asleep for mere minutes at a time, until the alarm went off. Before that, I think it was a good sleep, but I can’t be sure. The last hour kinda ruined the whole sleep experience.

I’ll sleep again tonight.

Back to work this fine Tuesday morning. It’s going to be a good day. I will manifest this energy this morning!

Coffee has been brewed. And I think Pippin is trying to get Chaucer to play. She’s been up for a while as well and now she wants to play. I don’t think Chaucer is ever ready to play, but especially first thing in the morning. And I’m pretty sure that Pippin is a morning kitty.

So, repeat after me – it’s gonna be a good day. It’s gonna be a good day!

Some Alabama-jamma, she my Dixieland delight

Good morning all my lovely interweb people. Welcome to another Monday morning. From what I can read over Crystal’s shoulder, she was up early – before sunrise. But technically, technically, and this should make her feel a little better, we got out of bed before sunrise today.

So technically, she slept all the way through the night! It’s not the same as what she’s talking about, but it’s close enough, right?

Coffee has been brewed, and it’s that time of the month where Critical Role is on hiatus for the week, so no new episode today. And that’s ok, it’s Halloween today. All the spooky shit will be happening today. It’s also the day as soon as the sun goes down, I’ll be closing the curtains and if she can find it, maybe we’ll watch The Rocky Horror Picture Show.

So pull up a couch, and a cup of coffee. Let’s start the day, yo.