Well, I tumble outta bed and stumble to the kitchen Shawshank, February 24, 2021 I’m awake. I think I am at least. I’m just waiting to pour myself a cup of ambition. But it’s the middle of the week, and I don’t have to work this Saturday. So that’s what I’m looking for. Still a kind of holding pattern for the house sale. Everyone is waiting for me now. And I’m waiting for it to be returned from the consulate. I find it kinda funny having to explain to all these people, who are loads smarter than me, how the mail works and how big Canada is, and how we have to wait for things. I had to explain to a paralegal that the closest FEDEX drop off is about 2.5 hours away. It’s frustrating, but also at the same time, funny. I think my covfefe is almost ready. Praise the feline jeebus. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking ’bout tomorrow June 29, 2021 The big question yesterday afternoon was what’s in the box? Well, that was answered last night when I was able to open the package. Oh My God Brown sugar cinnamon pop tarts. You can’t get this flavour here in Canada. I’ll have to ration myself though, as shipping is wicked… Read More
Life Thought it’s cold and lonely in the deep dark night I can see paradise by the dashboard light January 21, 2022 Picture it: TinyTown, 2022. 6:20 am. My mind suddenly woke up and asked “did I pay rent for January?” I tossed and turned, trying to fight the upset stomach that showed up when I woke up. I used logic – “if I didn’t pay my rent on time, the landlord… Read More
Life Let me butter your buns while you stir the stew April 20, 2023 Good morning. It’s cold out there, and I think sometime in the early morning hours, my bed shut off. I woke up around 4:30, then again at 6:30. I was mostly up after that. Cold. The wind hasn’t let up yet, but we have a respite from the snow for… Read More