Tag: weekend work

Burned out like the prom queen we’re all mirrors and smoke rings

Posted on by Shawshank

It took a hot minute to fall asleep last night. I wasn’t high enough. The sleep daddy that I chose wasn’t doing it for me. After trying, and resetting the video 4 or 5 times, I put it in one that I know would work. I closed my eyes – oh and let me say, last night every time I closed my eyes, they felt like they were open still. Really fucked with my mind last night. It wasn’t too nice, lemme tell you. I only had to reset the new video once, maybe twice.

I had a plan, that if I woke up in the night, to go to the bathroom, I’d give a snack to Podrick, to see if that would help him sleep in just a little. Well, of course I wouldn’t get up last night.

I’m actually happy that I didn’t. I slept through until I looked at my phone, 6:30? perhaps. Not too shabby.

So this will be a short one this morning. Back to work for the all-day Sunday shift. I woke up this morning, and the first thought I had was, it’s gonna be a good day.

So, I’m gonna have a good day. I hope y’all do as well. I’ll be finishing up Elimination Chamber when I get home. I just can’t really surf the information super highway until I finish the PPV. Spoilers and the such.

Coffee.

Hide your diamonds, hide your exes, I’m a little bit Alexis

Posted on by Shawshank

Good morning my friends. Yep, I’m posting at a normal time. Not in the afternoon. It was really nice to sleep in this morning. At one point I was dozing, and my mind was saying, I don’t think we reset the alarm clock, didn’t we? Ha ha, I fooled my own brain. I had reset the alarm, and it was going to go off. I successfully ignored my brain. I simply went back to sleep, because I knew that even if the alarm didn’t go off, I’d still have time to get up and ready, as I don’t have to be in until 9:45.

At about 4:30 yesterday I get a text from my mom asking if I was working. I said that I wasn’t. She asked if I could help her in about a half hour to help my dad get in the truck so she could take him to the hospital. I get up there and my dad under his own power is making his way to the truck. I help him get in and settled and I head back to The Flat to pick up Crystal for dinner.

I got another text just after 8, from my mom. They made it back home with a handful of new prescriptions. Hopefully this will help, and I hope that they figure out what the hell is wrong with my dad soon. He’s missed a lot of work.

We came home and did evening things. Crystal took a bath and I played No Man’s Sky. I played that until she got out of the tub. We had hot chocolate, and watched Antiques Roadshow. We each had a piece of cake and went to bed. I don’t know about Crystal, but I think I was out pretty quickly.

And now here we are. Coffee beside me, and Chaucer in front of me, staring. He wants to get in my lap. In a few, I’ll hop up and get in the shower. Then get ready for work. It may be windy, but it doesn’t feel that cold out there.

Happy Saturday y’all!