There’s a finger on her lips and a swagger in her hips

Good morning, world. It’s ya boy, Shawshank. We’re awake, and I’ve slept in. All last week, I’ve been getting up at 4:30, so today, when it’s my day off, I slept in until the alarm went off at 7. Well that’s a bit of a lie, I’ve been mostly up since shortly after 6. I got up and peed, and climbed back into bed. I couldn’t really breathe, no matter which side I tried to sleep on. That’s ok, because I still slept in.

Not too much on deck for today. Once it gets light outside, I’ll text my mom and ask her if coming over at 2 would be fine. I have to help to move a bed from the basement, to the main floor. Then I have to unload the wood pellets from the truck. I had forgotten about the wood pellets.

But before all that happens, there’s just relaxation this morning. I’m still sore from Thursday, when I had to go over to Shady Acres to fill up some jugs with pellets. I think I filled up 5 or 6 of them just to get them through the rest of the week. So I’m a little twitchy from that every time I sit down my back, right beside my right shoulder blade now likes to twitch.

The coffee tastes pretty good this morning. I think I like the taste of it at 7 am. It hits different at 4:30. It had a job to do at 4:30, and it’s not allowed to be late. Days off for coffee, is like working from home. It shows up when it wants to, and says drink of me, and prosper. At 4:30, it’s like an intense staff meeting that is simply to wake me up. It’s not fun but needs to happen. I much prefer days off.

Ok, I’m rambling. Let’s get our coffee on, and start the day. I hope y’all enjoy your weekend. Let’s make the best of it. Oh shit, I need bread, y’all. Bread.