Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean

The call of the alarm clock was loud and clear this morning. It didn’t need to be. I was up around five, and got up to go to the bathroom. I came back in and fell back asleep. It was a light slightly tossy turny. It was a light sleep for the last two hours.

And now, here we are. Coffee in hand.

It wasn’t a bad sleep, mind you. Just too short, and of course the waking up early, only to wake up a couple hours later.

We have stuff to do this morning. I figure around 10, we’ll get up and make our way to SlightlyBiggerTown for some groceries, lunch, and anything else we need. I actually have a list. Hopefully, I won’t forget it like the last couple of weeks.

Date night was good. As usual we got there at just the right time. We placed our order, and within minutes two more tables filled up, and suddenly there was orders for about 5 pounds of wings. The food was, like always, very good. We ate, and then came home.

Just a typical Friyay afternoon.

Back to work tomorrow morning. The store is closed, but just about all of us will be there, for inventory. Not going over to Shady Acres this weekend, my dad is still sickly, and my mom is very stressed about that. My dad turns into a huge baby when sick. I’d rather not go over. So we’re not.

Chores and brunch on Monday, I might do a load of sweaters this afternoon after our outing.

Over on the mountain, thunder magic spoke

Finally a day off! Woot! And my allergies are going crazy. I was awoken in the night, sometime in the night, with a small sneezing fit. I refused to get out of bed though. I sneezed 3 or 4 times, and fell back asleep.

Coffee is brewing, and it’s chore day. In about an hour I’ll have laundry to do and cleaning around the flat. I could start now, but I’d like to get some coffee in me first. And maybe an allergy pill too.

Watching some olympics. Basketball right now. But they’ll bounce around giving highlights. Right now it’s France vs USA and it’s all tied up. The stand are empty, and all you can hear are the sneaker sounds on the court. It’s weird. No crowd noise or anything.

Let’s all have a great Saturday and sit in awe of our lord and saviour, Jesus H. Christ. Or at least his emissary on earth, Justin Trudeau. Amirite?