Well well well. It’s Sunday morning, and when the alarm went off, for me the bed was the perfect temperature. I didn’t want to get up. But I’m sure that Crystal had been up at that point, for at least an hour or so. But that’s just a guess.

So I walk out to the living room, and there’s a little bit of chaos. Pippin was a Mountain climber last night. She got to where she’s not supposed to have been. After that was cleaned up, the coffee was started, and Dateline has been started.

Yesterday, it wasn’t actually too bad at work. I did my own thing for a few hours, helped BossLady out for about 30-40 minutes, and then went back to what I was doing for the rest of the shift. She seemed fine, and I was tentatively cracking jokes with her, so there’s that.

But today is Sunday, chores will be started shortly. But before chores, I’m gonna need some more coffee, and time to focus the ol eyes. But I think it’ll be a good morning. Heck boys, it’s a lot warmer out there than yesterday at this time. It’s only -16 this morning, and that’s without the wind. I prefer not to look at the windchill. Like Crystal would say It’s like spring out there, where’s my Birkenstocks?

Ok, maybe she wouldn’t say that. But who knows, she totes might!