It’s your chance to wake up and plan another brand new day Shawshank, March 8, 2021 Well, it’s Monday again. The start of a new week. The packet is still in transit. Will it get there today? I sure fucking hope so. I just want this over. More importantly, I want this to be over for Crystal, so she feels that she can leave. She wants to leave. I want her to leave. Yesterday went pretty well, we were on our way to BiggerTown by 9:45, and decided to go right to lunch when we got there at 11:30. Then we went to Walmart, where I couldn’t find a coffee scoop for the life of me. I got a few more things for The Flat, one of which was a French press. I’ve always wanted one, and it was a good price. But guess what? Inside there was a scoop! Today, not much is planned. I have to clean the stove – I couldn’t yesterday. Yesterday, mom asked what I wanted to do, other than watching Sherlock. Haha Ok the coffee is brewed. Time to greet the day. Breathe. You got this. I love you. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
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