Through the years, the sorrow the joy that we borrow

Good morning y’all. It’s Tuesday, and it’s dark out. Not too chilly, but according to my weather app last night, it’s supposed to snow today – less than half an inch.

The coffee is brewing.

I slept like a rock last night. I think I fell asleep tense, as again, I’m stiff and sore this morning. It’s ok, I’ll loosen up through out the day.

Ok, the coffee is ready, I’m gonna grab a cup and start the day.

One more to go.

I’ll take one lift your ride, best trip

Morning. I’ve had better sleeps. I woke up two or three times in the night, convinced that I would be waking up and getting ready for work. I kept getting up because I was afraid that I’d sleep through my alarm.

Good times.

The coffee is brewing, I hope that’ll help with my slight headache that I woke up with.

Happy Monday everyone.

We’ve got a long way to go, and a short time to get there

Good morning party people! Once again, I slept like a rock. Out like a light. Slept like the dead. I only woke up once about 25 minutes before the alarm went off, but quickly fell back asleep.

Coffee is brewing and I cannot wait to have a cup. I like my morning routine. It’s simple but effective. Up, caffeinate, watch the news until they start repeating stories.

Today is chore day. I have laundry and cleaning to do. I’ll be striping the bed, and washing the sheets, because clean sheets are awesome. Then this afternoon, I’ll be heading over to Shady Acres for dinner.

Three more days to go. I’m a mix of nervousness and excitement.

But right now, I raise my coffee cup. Have my coffee cup salute to all you crazy people out there. Happy Sunday everyone.

I don’t need to fight to prove I’m right

Good morning! I was having weird dreams that I think I was a drug dealer. Or something. There was Breanne of Tarth, in very weird armour, and just a mishmash of images. It was very strange.

I think I was just about to get paid from the head drug dealer when my alarm went off. Strange, huh?

At one point I was either undercover or something, but for a brief couple of dream seconds, I was in a wheelchair as well.

But now I’m up and dressed, and the news is one while I wait for the coffee to finish brewing. Let’s get this day started, so it can be over. After today – I have two shifts left before my little vacation.

Happy Saturday y’all!

They could care less as long as someone’ll bleed

Good morning

Happy Friyay everyone. Yep, we made it to the end of the work week. Yesterday, I met NewGirl v2. And thanks to her, I will have every Saturday in December off.

That’s freakin awesome! I was very happy when I found that out.

The coffee is brewing and, for some reason I’m stiff and sore. I think when I fall asleep, I don’t movie, yet I think I might be sleeping a little tense.

But yeah, it’s African-American Friday. Or up here, just Friday. I mean stores up here try to have Black Friday sales, but it doesn’t feel the same. I’m not having any super sales today. So it’s just the end of the week for us.

Ok, the coffee is done, and I need it this morning. Only a few more days, and I can actually have a sleep in.

I hope y’all have a great day.