Sometimes cold and scared, and sometimes I cry

Yep, it’s Monday. I walk out to the kitchen as my mom is going back to bed. “Good Morning! How’re you?!” “Good morning, I’ve been awake for four minutes.” I don’t remember her being such a morning person.

I slept ok. Started off under the covers, woke up in the middle of the night, and got dressed and climbed above the covers. Woke up when my alarm went off under the covers. I slept, but it didn’t feel restful.

Meh.

It’s hard to be positive, especially when I’m so powerless up here. It’s even harder to try to be positive for two people. When one person is in a terrible mood, it’s hard to use the power of words to help the sad/mad/pissed off person. I’m trying as hard as I can to stay happy, footloose and fancy free. It’s hard. I hate being this powerless. There’s a coffee cup on her site. Click it. Buy her a coffee. It’s more than I can do right now. I can only offer words. Y’all can move mountains. I’m completely ineffective. I’m just the douchebag on the couch trying to come up with puns that aren’t puns, so maybe I’ll get her to giggle.

Because, puns can heal.

Ok, no they can’t but sometimes, just sometimes, they can be funny. But not really.

So last night while I was chatting with Crystal I watched a little cat wander down Main St, not caring that they were about 12 feet from a dog. They wandered and laid down on some warm pavement inform of the grocery store. I went over and she wasn’t scared, came over for pets and loves. I sent some pictures to Crystal, and said she looked skinny and probably thirsty.

So I went home and got some water, and walked back. She was still there and was uninterested in water, just licking my fingers. Finally she did drink then curled up in my lap. My mom said I’m not allowed to take the cat home, because her two cats would be pissed off. Besides she says, it’s the vets cat. That’s ok. Just had a 10 minute friend. I haven’t had a kitty snuggle down in my lap for a long time.

Oh, and if you were supposed to by a Christmas tree from Crystal this weekend, and you flaked on her….

You’re a cunt, and I hope that your brakes fail as you’re pulling into your garage.

You make me holler woah woah woah

Good morning to you, and you, and you. It’s a froggy day here in TinyTown. And so far the plan is for my mom and gramma to start canning 50lbs of tomatoes, which I’ll try and get some pictures of that. Then they’ll be going to SlightlyBiggerTown to get my moms meds, and I’ll be hanging back to finally mow the lawn. I better mow today, I’ve been trying to do it for 3 days.

But right now, its coffee and home improvement shows. I watch these shows and think “I can totally do that.”, then you put the tool in my hand. And it’s a tool holding a tool! Ha

I’ve done a couple of German lessons, and as if writing this, I’m number one in the bronze league. But like I just told Crystal, bronze league is like; congratulations, you know how to tie your shoes! I’m having fun, but who knows if it’s sinking in.

I passed right out last night. No weird dreams that I can remember, only up a few times to pee, and I actually climbed under the blankets for the last couple hours. Maybe tonight, I’ll be able to dive into ‘Ship of Theseus’

It’s day 3, I believe of guess the lyrics in the title. Ima need answers including song and band in the comments. Good luck!

And the music there it was hauntingly familiar

Finally, I woke up and no one else was awake. For 15 minutes. But it was a nice and quiet 15 minutes. I managed to brew some coffee, and get most of the first cup in me, before conversation started.

So today was the day that we were supposed to be going into SlightlyBiggerTown to get the oil changed on my mom’s truck, go grocery shopping, etc. But the dealership only wants the owner of the vehicle to be in the dealership – thanks to the pandemic. So mom will just go, get the oil changed, and just the bare minimum for groceries. Tomorrow, when we have to go into YetAnotherSlightlyBiggerTown, to get my mom’s meds, we’ll do the grocery shopping. Get it? Good! I don’t wanna repeat myself.

So when my mom gets back, I’ll walk a pile of stuff over to the second hand store. Mom’s been cleaning out her craft room, so the majority of stuff is coming out of there, with a mix of some clothing in there as well. There might be enough for a second trip, but I’m gonna try to get it all in one shot, if I can.

Playing with the queen of hearts

It’s morning here again. It’s gone up 3 degrees in an hour, and is supposed to be as hot as it was yesterday. I slept on top of my blankets all night, and was very comfortable for the evening. I didn’t even need to put a t-shirt on, just a pair of shorts and I was good to go.

I was planning on mowing the lawn today, but it’ll be just to darn hot out there, even on the ride on mower. But for right now, before it gets too hot, I’m watching TV, and drinking some covfefe. I’ve already taken the trash out, so that’s a win in my book.

So I finished NOS4A2 yesterday afternoon. It was not the ending I thought going to happen. It was good though. I enjoy Joe Hill’s writing style. It’s a lot like his father’s, but better. I’m re-reading “Night Film” by Marisha Pessl. My first read of it was rather rushed, so it’s a book that I’ll read before bed. I think I made it about 20-25 pages before I was nodding off. It’s a better book to read before bed, than say, “Fellowship of the Ring”.

Update: it’s now 12:30, and it’s 35c or 95f

Hard, huge and haunted

This coffee tastes very very good this morning. It took me a little while to fall asleep, and then I was up a few times in the night. But all in all, not a bad rest. No shock therapy dreams. I know I had some, just can’t remember them. I didn’t however hear my alarm go off. Usually, I hear the vibrations before I hear the song. This morning, I didn’t hear anything until the song kicked in.

It’s a quiet morning here, as it should be, but this week should be pretty busy. We have an appointment on Monday for my gramma, we’re entering the 21st century at Shady Acres in Tuesday when we get WiFi in the house (the WiFi man will be here sometime between 8am-5pm), and it’s my job to make sure all the tablets and phones are hooked up to it.

Wednesday, I believe right now is a free day. Thursday, oil change in my moms truck. Friday is my day. I should have a book in the mail. It’s very weird getting used to no mail delivery on Saturdays.

This coffee tastes very very good this morning. A new book for me will be a good thing. I’m almost done NOS4A2, and as expected, almost finished with Twilight (Bella, Alice, and Jasper just arrived in Phoenix), so I’m in need of a new one very soon.

Happy Sunday, everyone.