Author: Shawshank

It’s a hazy type day out. I don’t know if it’s due to any of the wild fires, or just cloud cover, but I think it’s gonna be a hot one. Cue Buster Poindexter, and start singing Hot hot hot. Also, I do believe that it’s Friyay! That’s right, two…

Good morning class. I was up slightly before my alarm. The birds sounded like they were singing the song of their people right outside my window. And I was chilly. You see it was warm last night so I only got under the top layer of blankets. When I’m 3/4…

Good morning, bitches. Who has two thumbs, and slept through the night? That’s right, this guy! Didn’t get up once. But now, the coffee is brewing and the news is on. I’m up and dressed and ready to greet the day. Hello, day. It’s Wednesday, hump day. The day of…

Welp, according to the news, it’s Tuesday. Or as I like to call it – Monday, part two. The birds are singing, and the coffee is brewing. It’s back to work this morning. Days off always go so quickly. It doesn’t seem like it at the time, but the hours…

Guten Morgen. The alarm goes off, I gets up. It’s kinda gray outside this morning. The coffee is brewing, and I’m awake and dressed. Chore day was a success. All the laundry is done. Today, I’ll strip the bed, and wash the sheets. I’ll start that in an hour or…

Awake. It was mostly tossy turny last night. I slept, but I don’t know how restful it was. I was up around 1:30, my left leg decided to lock and it took me a minute or two to be able to bend it, then I went to the bathroom and…