You know you love me I know you care – just shout whenever and I’ll be there

Awake. Did I really sleep though? I’m so so stuffed up. I’m so stuffed up, my eyes are watering. I hope it gets better throughout the day.

The election is still going on.

Coffee.

I don’t know if I’ll be working out at the farm this afternoon, I’d say probably, but I’ll await the phone call. Yesterday we got the engine all hooked up and the radiator installed.

It was a good day. I’m not as sore as I was the day before. Happy Friday, you made it!

You’re saying I’m fragile – I try not to be

Good morning everyone. It’s Thursday. And the United States still hasn’t chosen a new king yet. No one has mentioned how Kanye is doing.

I screen shot the electoral college stuff and it didn’t change overnight. Good thing or a bad thing? Has Trump tweeted that he’s won again?

But anyways. I’m going back into help my dad with rebuilding the tractor engine. It’s in, just needs to be bolted in and the accessories installed again. It’s been fun, I’m weak and can barely walk and lift things.

I really need some Advil and some coffee. Have a great Thursday everyone.

It’s only me who wants to wrap around your dreams

Morning. Need coffee. It was an ok sleep. Just not long enough. Fell asleep about a half hour later than normal. And I was out like a light.

I was part way to the second hand store yesterday, when my mom called and said my dad needed help out in the farm. So I turned around got the truck and drove there

I am so sore.

And it’s not a good sore.

And I’m going back today. I’ll probably be there most of the day, because there’s a lunch packed for me. So it should be a good day today.

It seems to run on some sort of electricity

That’s what we’re rebuilding. Every part, so heavy. Stupid farm equipment!

If you don’t like who’s in there, vote em out

Welp, I’ve had better sleeps. It was awesome until around 5 or 6 I think. You see my grandmother has dementia. It was just a bad dream of it getting worse. The terrible thing; I’d wake up, and fall back asleep, and the dream continued. I feel terrible, because in my dream, I yelled at her.

Coffee.

It’s Election Day just a few hundred miles to the south. I think CNN will be on most of the day here. I’ll be feeding Crystal information all day while she’s at work. The headline on CNN right now

Your Vote, Your Patience & Patriotism.

You can feel the hope in the air. I’m nervous, but let’s see what happens. Let hope science, and reason, and thoughtfulness take over, and COVID is taken seriously, and the border opens.

If you’re in the states, and you haven’t voted yet, VOTE.

No new books at the second hand store yesterday. I did put back on the shelf an Official illustrated Movie Guide for Eclipse. I didn’t think I needed that. Even though it was a fill a bag for a buck again. There was just nothing jumping out at me.

So I’ll try again this afternoon, at the local second hand store. Maybe something there will be awesome, and I’ll have to grab it up.

But for now, CNN, and coffee. Election night coverage started in 6:54:30

Oh her flowing skirt is blowing in the transcendental wind

I’ve been up since 5 this morning. Course that’s probably more like 3 when I first woke up slightly cold, so I got under the covers, where suddenly I was way too warm.

The reason why I was up so early was because I took a drive with my dad to the next province over to pick up a crank shaft (heh, shaft), that was supposed to have been picked up the week before.

It was a really nice drive with him. We had coffees and chatted all the way up and back. We got back to the house just in time for lunch, then he went off to work, and Shady Acres went down for their nap, I got the ma and got gas for the truck. Now we’re sitting in SlightlyBiggerTown.

My mom has a doctors appointment, then it’s a couple groceries, while I run over to the second hand store to see what kind of books they got going on there. Then home again.

It’s been a busy day, and I didn’t get to chat with Crystal on lunch. Bad deal. But we’ll chat tonight.

Happy Monday, y’all