Shatter with words impossible to follow

Good morning, happy Friday. If you’re reading this, y’all made it. It’s almost the weekend. Quiet start to the day here at Shady Acres. Bread is being made. Another couple of hours, and we’ll be heading into SlightlyBiggerTown to get my mom’s meds.

And since it’s Friday, I should have some mail. A book that I asked myom to order for me. Like I told Crystal, it’s the first thing I asked my mom for. Originally, my mom and dad were supposed to go to CapitalCity to get some parts for a combine. My mom didn’t exactly know where they’d be in the city, opted to order it instead. And it should be here today. I’ll go out after lunch to see if it’s at the post office.

I remembered yesterday that Crystal was learning German on Duolingo, so I jumped up and got the app, and started learning yesterday. I spent about 45 minutes yesterday stumbling through the lessons. I achieved level 2 by pure luck. This morning, I logged in, and with skill and perfection, made it to level 3 in just a few lessons. Ich bin ein mann.

It was so hot iny bedroom (hot hot was it?!), I had a terrible time falling and staying asleep. I was so very stuffed up. Mix that with weird Mad Max: Fury Road dreams (remind me to stop watching car shows before bed), it was a long night. But, tonight I know I’ll sleep better.

He bought two-fifths of lead free gasoline

 

“Please stop talking to me.”

That’s what om thinking this morning. It’s not even 8am, you’re supposed to be asleep. My mom is awake, she re-organized my grammas craft area, and is actively trying to get me to talk to her.

The coffee isn’t finished brewing.

Yes folks, I can hear my gramma moving around. Shady Acres is awake 40 minutes early today. Happy Monday ya’ll.

Oh god I need some coffee.

I think it’s gonna be one of those days here.