He opened the lid and shook his fist and said “Whatever happened to my Transylvania Twist?”

Good morning everyone! I woke with a start about 10 minutes before my alarm went off. My nightly “go to bed” checklist failed me last night. I speak out loud as I’m coming in from my nightly pipeweed sesh:

Locked. (Door) Out. (outside light – it wasn’t turned out) Dishes done. (they weren’t) Coffee made. (It wasn’t) Burners off. (They we’re only because I didn’t use the stove)

It was a fail on my nightly checklist.

Where was I? Oh yes, up before the alarm, because the coffee wasn’t made.

It’s brewing now don’t worry.

After work I drove to CapitalCity. To help mom out. I picked up her sewing machine that was being repaired. See they are going on the 28th to get my gramma her cortisone shot, and she figured that they’d be leaving for this really early and it would be way too stressful on gramma if they did a bunch of running around.

She asked, and I said, yeah that won’t be a problem! So after work I went to pick up the truck and make the 2.5 hour drive up there. I am so not used to traffic, and traffic lights! Haha. I hit down town CapitalCity right around 4:30. Even on a Saturday the traffic was thick.

I got the sewing machine, and then headed to the Warhammer store and spent some money. Then it was a dinner of McDonald’s, before hoping Ton the Trans Canada to get home.

I got home around 8pm. Watched some Downton Abbey, had a shower, smoked some weed, and thinking my nightly checklist complete, went to bed.

It’s chore day! Who’s excited?!

I need coffee first. Happy Sunday everyone.