Happy hump day y’all! It’s been a week today hasn’t it, nudge nudge, wink wink. Say no more! A nudge is as good as a wink to a blind bat, yanno. It’s a bright and sunny, but a slightly windy morning here in TinyTown. The guy across the street is using an angle grinder to chop up some metal. Me, on my second cup of coffee. Shady Acres is slowly starting to wake up.
Nothing much going on here today. I thinking I’m helping my mom bake some bread. Tomorrow we have to go into BiggerTown, to helps grandmother deal with her hearing aids, and pick up a few things at Walmart. Me? I’m thinking about lunch in BiggerTown. I’ve been craving something. But I don’t know what it is. I just want ….. something, ya know?
I can’t wait until they open the border. I miss my wife. I miss everything about her, and I want to get started here. Another week or two and I should be getting started talents on getting some ID. Can’t wait. But for now, holding pattern.
And by help, I mean pour new flour into the flour bucket. That’s it. So I’m ineffective as a baker of breads.
But hey, I can get a job as a strong back weak mind, huh?