One night and one more time thanks for the memories Shawshank, August 10, 2023 First things first, I just want to say to the world – happy 21st anniversary to my beautiful wife. It hasn’t felt like 21 years. It seems like yesterday when we came together all those years back. I love you so very much. You’ve just gotten more beautiful over the years. Good morning my friends. It’s a chilly gray morning here. It truly feels like fall has arrived here in TonyTown. Looking at the weather app, we’re in for some rain, and a high of 67-69 today. I’m actually wearing jeans today, and I’m running through my mental closet to figure out which button down I’m going to wear today. Yesterday was a little slow. I was expecting BossLady around 1:30, so I took care of something’s before she came in. I had to move a sectional into the trailer, and did other small things throughout the morning. I got a text around 2, saying that she locked her keys in her car. She didn’t make it in before I left for the day. I slept like the dead last night. I don’t think I even moved too much last night. I think I might have slid out of bed sometime in the night. Or I didn’t, I can’t be too sure. But I made it until the alarm went off. But we’re all up now, Chaucer is having his breakfast, and Pippin is upset that the doors aren’t open. But she’ll deal with it. The coffee is flowing. It’s a Thursday! 143 Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
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