On the Sunday morning sidewalk – wishing, lord, that I was stoned

So on a plus side, I did laundry by myself like a big boy! It’s mostly folded, and hung up. Like a big boy!

I did forget to shut off the pellet stove. So I did it as soon as I got home, and then set an alarm to go down and clean it.

I feel like I should be doing something, but I’m just sitting here alone while Shady Acres is down for a nap.

I’m still tired. But that’s ok. It’s a pretty good day so far. I’m missing you, of course. But, that’s a daily thing. I love you so much ❤️

Heart breaker, soul shaker – I’ve been told about you

Good morning! Happy Saturday! I had some weird dreams last night. Crystal and I were part of the cast of Riverdale. And one of our own was kidnapped, so we infiltrated the enemy compound, which turned out to be an exact replica of the town. It was wicked strange.

Today, I work in the store. Alone. For four hours. I’m nervous. But it is what it is, and I’ll get through it. After work, I have to remember to grab the keys to the warehouse, so I can grab the king sized mattress that I was given.

Most of Shady Acres is awake. They’re going to MostlyBiggerCity to get cat food and other supplies for the two tyrants that run this house. And for some reason they’re talkative. Soon they’ll want to talk to me.

I just want coffee.

Work is going pretty well. I have a co-worker. You know the kind, *holds up spork*. The kind that has no idea how loud they are. This one is even better because she doesn’t know how to use a computer, HER phone, tablet etc. I was telling her about one thing, in case I was in the bathroom or something, and I could tell she had no idea what I was talking about and she was getting stressed about it. All it was, was this:

If I’m in the bathroom when the deliver kid gets here, here’s the slip for him.

That’s it. That’s all.

Yeah, I know.

Anyways, happy Saturday. You’re going to have a great day. You can do this. I love you.

Sippin’ Whiskey out the bottle – not thinkin’ about tomorrow

We made it y’all! It’s Friyay! I’m up, with coffee. I actually slept normal. No stuffed up breathing issues. No tossing and turning. I did climb on top of the weighted blanket some point in the night

It was a good sleep.

Tomorrow, with 3 days of hap-hazard training, I’ll be opening and running the shop for 4 hours. By. Myself. I fully expect all hell to break loose. I’ll be ok. I know I will.

The position is a lot more than what was in the paper. We all got a stern talking to about being in the office so long, then I was given more tasks that’ll keep me in the office.

I did some strong back weak mind yesterday. I helped move some furniture around and all that. When I go in today, if it hasn’t been done, I’ll unwrap the new couch. It’s blue. I’ll have to take a picture.

Ok, I need more coffee.

Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee

Well I lived through another wine n design night. Didn’t get home until shortly after 10. Gulped down 15mg of melatonin, and chatted with Crystal for about 25-35 minutes. I guess it didn’t take long for the ‘tonin to kick in, i think i was out around 10:50. Then very quickly up at 5, worried about time. But went right back to sleep.

I have a headache. I hope the combination of Advil and coffee will help with that.

Today is the day in the Province, where if you’re in any business in the province you must wear a mask. I haven’t really worn a mask other than like 10-15 minutes in a Walmart.

That’s all I got this morning. I hope everyone has a good Thursday.

Felt it in my hips – so I dipped back to my bag of tricks

Yesterday was good. The boss was getting her hair did, so we cleaned the shop, front and back. It shines in there now. I’ll be getting extra hours today, because we’re having another design night. So hopefully my first check will look pretty good.

So I get home last night and turn the TV to do my Duolingo German lesson, and Murder, She Write comes on. And I had a quick thought:

Do you think that Jessica Fletcher was a serial killer?

I’ll let you think about that for a while.