Take this pink ribbon off my eyes Shawshank, August 23, 2023 The fog is thick this morning. It’s a gray day so far. Crystal asked how my sleep was – I’m not too sure. I don’t think I moved once we got comfortable. That doesn’t happen too often. I had weird dreams that I can’t remember. I know I dreamed, but I couldn’t tell you what I dreamed about. Strange. Like I said, it’s froggy out there. It’s like silent hill out there. Hopefully the fog will lift. It didn’t lift at all yesterday. It just got a little lighter out there. The high today is 74°, but it’s supposed to rain all day. We’re expecting thunderstorms til about 1 or so, then just rain. Hey, at least the grass is turning green. Too little, to late? This weather is now putting a hamper on harvest. Good times. Didn’t do too much after work at noon yesterday. I’m lazy, and most times I don’t like it. Sloth mode is good for Monday, but sometimes I feel like I could’ve done more. It’s hard to explain. I want to do things, but I don’t want to do things at the same time. It’s a terrible loop. Back to a full day of work today. Hopefully it’ll be a busy day. Just need to have more coffee, and hopefully like the fog, my brain fog will lift as well. And hopefully, the sinus’ will drain too. Let’s go Wednesday! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
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Life I had my hair piled high and my baby just looked so right April 23, 2025 Well, it’s finally stopped snowing sometime in the night. Hopefully, now the town will actually start to dig out. I asked the part time retiree that works with us, who’s also on the town council why they haven’t started plowing the town. He didn’t know why they hadn’t started. (Yesterday… Read More
Life I’m hell on heels, baby, I’m comin’ for you February 5, 2026 Podrick woke me up early. But he was all to blame for that. I was warm, then cold, then warm again. Plus I couldn’t breathe through my nose. Podrick is just being Podrick. But, yeah, it’s fucking annoying to consistently either wake up, or be woken up by the orange… Read More