I don’t believe in God, but I believe that you’re my savior Shawshank, November 3, 2024 Good morning. We’re awake, and I’m surrounded by kittens. Crystal is on the other side of Chaucer. Oh, and it’s froggy out there again. But to combat that, we have central heating and cats to keep us warm. And they’re doing a great job in keeping me warm, at least. The coffee is helping as well. We didn’t do too much yesterday. I went up to shady acres, and to get a new dresser. I put it in my mom’s truck and drove it back to the Flat. From there, we drove to SlightlyBiggerTown for a couple of supplies. After everything had been procured, we drove home, and are out Subway lunch. After lunch, I got red if the old dresser, and installed the new one in it home. We didn’t do too much after that. It’s nice to be able to do nothing. It totally relaxed me, and I was ready to fall asleep by 8ish but managed to made it to bedtime. Let’s kick the day in the nuts and get started! Life blogbloggerchore daycoffeejournallazy SundaymorningsTinyTown
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