Only one thing that’d make me do this kinda dance Nah, it ain’t this wine, that’s got me buzzin’ Shawshank, November 26, 2024 Sup. I’m awake. Chaucer let us sleep through the night I believe. I either dreamed that I got up in the night, or I actually got up in the night. We’ll never know. Either way I believe we (at the very least, me), actually slept through the night. That’s a good thing for sure. I checked the schedule at work last night and found out due to just the pure luck of having a random schedule, I’m not a “key holder” all week. It’s like a mini vacation for me. I still have to do a lot of the tasks, but in my mind, I’m not the one responsible for everything. For example, I don’t have to prepare the nightly deposit, I get to dump the coffee! But since yesterday was my Friday, I’ll be doing chores today. I got laundry and all that fun stuff to take care of. And as luck would have it, toaster will be coming out this afternoon. This afternoon, we’ll probably pop out to the second hand store. And by pop out I mean warming the car up, and driving over. I’d walk but it’s too frickin cold out there to drag the Beautiful One out to walk. Life blogbloggerchore daycoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life I’d be addicted, hell, I’d be hooked ’cause I’m a little more bad than good August 20, 2026 Good morning. It’s a gray day out there. Of course it’s gray, I’m heading back to work today. I’ll take the sun on my day off. This’ll be a short post as I write a lot yesterday. We played Rollercoaster Tycoon 3 for most of the day. I’ve been slowly… Read More
Life Through barbed wire valleys and overgrown dells June 15, 2026 I was awake before my alarm, again. That’s on, I usually am, when it comes to work. I just don’t want to be late, and I think my mind does it to save me. But I woke up about 30 minutes before the alarm, and tried to sleep. I managed… Read More
Life Very superstitious, the Devil’s on his way March 10, 2025 Good Monday morning everyone. Another gray day out there, the Flat is awake and we’re typing up our morning posts, while the talking heads talk on TV. Chaucer is slowly lowering himself down onto my lap, while Pippin wants up as well. The laundry got taken care of yesterday, but… Read More