It’s a shame to be so euphoric and weak when you smile at me

Good Wednesday morning y’all. I’m awake. I’m a little groggy this morning. It was a hard day at work yesterday. I got in, checked the emails, and by 10 am I was prepping, and then painting the front deck at work.

I only got about half the deck painted yesterday. The plan was today, I was going to put another coat on the side that I painted. I don’t think I’ll be able to do that, we’re supposed to get some more thunder storms around the time I was planning on doing it today.

Hey, maybe tomorrow. We’ll see.

I came home, very very sore. I took some Advil, and relaxed on the couch while Crystal cooked dinner. We had an amazing dinner of spicy chicken sandwiches and for me, I had a side of cheetos. It was very good!

After dinner, I changed it up a little. I can’t remember if we watched Breaking Bad, before or after out shower. Nevermind, we watch an episode of Breaking Bad, then a couple of episodes of Supernatural, and then finished off the night of an episode or two of CSI.

Then I crashed like a Chinese weather balloon after being shot down. I closed my eyes, and then opened them about 45 minutes before the alarm went off. I dozed until the alarm went off. Chaucer tried his best to get fed a little early.

Spoiler alert: it didn’t work. He paced while I tried to get back to sleep. Everyone’s been fed now. It’s another day in TinyTown.

Let’s see what today brings.

Edit: holy cow!!