Seven a.m., waking up in the morning gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs Shawshank, June 10, 2022 Good morning Friyay, the earth says – hello! I’m awake, I really am. I just don’t think my brain has caught up yet. The alarm went off, and I stumble through some sort of morning routine. I make it out to the living room and I see my aloe plant. It’s been chewed and ripped a part. I fix it as best as I can. Hopefully it’ll live. Pippen on the other hand seems fine. She’s doing Pippin things and all that she does first thing in the morning. Coffee. Coffee, please. She seems ok. I’ll keep an eye on her though. Happy Friday! Life blogbloggercoffeeFriyayjournalmorningsTinyTown
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Life Breakfast table in an otherwise empty room October 26, 2024 I’m home from work. I have learned that I don’t like getting up early. But I switched shifts with another guy because, his grandmother isn’t doing well, so I figured that I’d help him out. Because, I hope that if I have to switch shifts last minute because of someone’s… Read More
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