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I ain’t good at fake lashes every time I wear high heels I fall

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Good morning my friends. Podrick wasn’t too bad, we’re starting to gray-rock him. He makes a sound or does something – do nothing. I guess maybe it was kind of worked. I mostly dozed, but it was a little anxiety inducing. Yeah, it’s different. It’ll be something to get used to doing until we’ve retrained his brain to not be an asshole in the morning.

He’ll either do one of two things: escalate to get attention first thing, or he’ll stop. And the funny thing is, it’ll be random which he chooses for an about a week or two. Maybe one day, he’ll just snuggle us in the morning.

Yesterday was a busy one, considering it was Sunday, and from what they tell me, it’s the Lords day. Well on this Lords day, I did laundry, went up to Shady Acres to clean the stove. I made it there at the perfect time – everyone was down for a nap. So I went right down stairs and cleaned the stove, and relit it, then snuck into the upstairs bathroom, and grabbed the vacuum.

Headed back to The Flat. I vacuumed the living room, and then the big move. We hauled most of the shit out of the bed room, and took the mattress off the frame. We completely changed out the bedroom looks. I think it’s a little better, as long as Crystal doesn’t get too cold right up agains an external wall. We vacuumed and made everything look good.

Now, I have a huge ass pile of clothes to wash tomorrow. Fuck, tomorrow’s is gonna be fucking busy too. Great. Well, we’ll get through it. We have to head to SlightlyBiggerTown for some supplies that we couldn’t get in BiggerTown on Saturday. Then we’ll be back in TinyTown with my happy pills, and some weed carts, and of course some Subway. Then I’ll start to tackle the mountain of laundry.

But before tomorrow I work a day, then on for 4 soil crushing days. But we’ll get through it like we always do. I have my baby, two cats, one of which is orange, my happy pills, and weed. Let’s fucking go!

But first, more coffee.

She’s on the highest dose of Prozac a woman can take

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The forces of the morning (and Podrick) tire me from my slumber early this morning. I tried ignoring him. I really did. Finally I put him out of the bedroom, and listened to him throwing his shoulder against the door like a Terminator, and I was John Conner.

Eventually, he gave up.

For a while.

I mostly dozed, trying to get back into a deep restorative sleep. But 5 different sleep daddy videos couldn’t put me back to sleep. It felt like I was tossing and turning. The forces of the morning (and Podrick) were conspiring against me.

Fine, I’ll get out of bed.

Coffee on, lights, on, curtains partially opened.

Nintendo Switch controller x3, and the handle for the controller picked up. I had to get on my hands and knees to find the 4th controller. Nintendo Switch picked up, and plugged back in. Controllers back on the charger.

Good morning TinyTown. I do believe we’re ready to greet the day.

It’s chore day here, and I’ll be starting that in a little while. We’re not gonna go over to Shady Acres today. I will be for a hot minute, to clean the pellet stove, bring over the weekly town newsletter (for the last two weeks), and ask if I can borrow my parents vacuum, with the promise of bringing it back on Tuesday.

So busy day here. These are the plans:

  • Clean the fortress of solitude under the bed
  • Laundry
  • The usual chore
  • Clean the pellet stove
  • Vacuum
  • Brunch

I’m sure there’s much more to do, but I’m trying to be mysterious. Why would I tell you all the chores that need to be done?

Always keep them guessing.

I would write about the gorgeous day that we had driving all around and visiting a Walmart for the first time in a few years. And McDonald’s. Glorious McDonald’s. But she’s currently writing it up, so I don’t have a link to the post.

EDIT: here’s the link. You’re welcome.

Happy Sunday, bitches.

I’m ready for a nap that I won’t take.

She set it all on fire, and if there’s one thing that she learned

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Yep, up early again. It’s really not Podrick’s fault this morning. I kinda just woke up. My sinus’ are stuffed up, so it’s hard if not impossible to breathe through my nose, I have a slight headache. Podrick was doing Podrick things, but he wasn’t the main cause this morning.

Of course you get out of bed, and it’s freakin cold in the real world. So, I’m sitting here in a thick sweater and a toque. Thankfully, the furnace just came on, and the coffee is ready. Life is pretty good at this second.

So the original plan for Crystal’s birthday fell through. But I’m not gonna dwell on that, I’ll do my best to reschedule it for what remains of this winter. For an hour or two after finding out, I’ll admit I was pretty bummed, but then my brain started to brain. Within a little while, I had plan b mostly figured out.

So today, we’ll travel to BiggerTown. About an hour and a half away. This town has a Walmart. Ooooh. It’s been a couple of years since we’ve been, and it’s due. I need new socks n stuff, and Crystal needs a birthday present. So we’ll do our usual grocery run, and birthday run. And then on Tuesday, we’ll head off to SlightlyBiggerTown for weed and other vapes. Oh, and of course Subway.

But since I’m up early, I’m attacking the coffee. I whispered to Crystal this morning, to maybe try and fall asleep again. I’ll hold down the fort. Podrick is being somewhat good this morning. So we’ll figure it out.

Well Podrick is escalating, and has gotten Crystal out of bed. So I guess it’s time to start the day. Happy Saturday everyone!

You like my gin and tonic kisses, ’cause you know they taste so sweet

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Podrick is getting better, mostly, in the morning. He was just a little bit Podrick. He knocked down the box of Q-Tips, and that’s what really woke me up. So I rolled out of bed.

I guess it’s time to start the day.

It’s still freakin cold out there.

It’s almost the weekend. I’m still trying to lock down Crystal’s birthday present, and I’m stressing out about it. I’m really trying to not be me. If I’m me, I’m calling and texting, until I annoy them enough that they reply. I texted once yesterday afternoon, and now I’ll wait.

If this falls through, I’m fucked. I have nothing else for her. And we’re two fucking hours away from civilization. At this point, it gives me anxiety when I think about it. There’s no plan b.

I’m off this weekend, so we’ll be heading into SlightlyBiggerTown for some supplies. Nothing out of the ordinary is needed, but the basics will be. Other than that, chores, and relaxation.

Ok, I need to refill my coffee, and let Pippin out of the bedroom. Happy Friyay everyone! Fuck yeah, it’s the weekend!

The drinks keep comin’, throw my head back laughin’

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The snow has finally stopped. What hasn’t stopped in a couple of day; the freakin wind. It’s -5°, but with the wind chill, it’s -25°. And that’s in freedom units. So yeah, totes cold. What was too warm this morning, the bed. Plus as per usual, I was stuffed up. So that ment the last hour or so, I was tossy turny. Too hot, then too cold. I dozed a little.

But now where up, and the new coffee pot is quiet. Almost too quiet. I think it might be a little slower than the old one. I don’t know. I think I just filled the cups before it hit the half way point. The overall design of it, makes it smaller than the last one as well.

Back at it again this afternoon, the wind should die down by around four. It’s the day before payday. The day before SMACKDOWN! Let’s go!