Three Days.
It's Friday night and I now have three days off. The outfit I work for gives us all off on Opening Day of buck season. I had an easy trip today. I was done in eight hours. Got home about 1445. I took the dogs out. I heated up some leftover chicken parm that my wife made before they went to Jersey. I promptly fell asleep on the couch.
Beetus called at 1905. Good thing he woke me up. I put some coffee on and took the dogs out again before I called him back. We had some laughs on the phone. Me and Beetus did. He had to go because he needed his shot. He takes insulin for diabetes. He said he was getting like a hot flash. I said, must be menopause.
He said no. He said that happens every now and then. He hasn't exactly been paying attention to his diet like he should. Thanksgiving will do that. He was trying to describe this hot flash thing. I said I've seen the chemo do that to my wife. I said the tamoxifen she'll be taking soon will do that too. He said there was a time when he would have paid to get that feeling. We both laughed. Beetus is a funny guy.
I'm slamming some coffee right now. Then I really have to start cleaning this house. It's not very messy but I want it all clean. My wife and the baby girls will be returning from Jersey some time late tomorrow afternoon. I want to cook something so they can all eat when they get home. I want to cook something they will all like. I'll have to give that some thought. I can go to the grocery store at first light.
Maybe just a little more writing on Fiction Squared. We'll have to see. First some cleaning and chores. I'd rather write. First things first I guess. Sometimes
I hate being responsible. Goes against my nature. It does make life easier. Being responsible that is. It's just not as much fun.
I have to go. Somebody stepped on a duck. No really. The dogs have this toy. It's a duck that quacks when you squeeze it, or step on it.
Beetus called at 1905. Good thing he woke me up. I put some coffee on and took the dogs out again before I called him back. We had some laughs on the phone. Me and Beetus did. He had to go because he needed his shot. He takes insulin for diabetes. He said he was getting like a hot flash. I said, must be menopause.
He said no. He said that happens every now and then. He hasn't exactly been paying attention to his diet like he should. Thanksgiving will do that. He was trying to describe this hot flash thing. I said I've seen the chemo do that to my wife. I said the tamoxifen she'll be taking soon will do that too. He said there was a time when he would have paid to get that feeling. We both laughed. Beetus is a funny guy.
I'm slamming some coffee right now. Then I really have to start cleaning this house. It's not very messy but I want it all clean. My wife and the baby girls will be returning from Jersey some time late tomorrow afternoon. I want to cook something so they can all eat when they get home. I want to cook something they will all like. I'll have to give that some thought. I can go to the grocery store at first light.
Maybe just a little more writing on Fiction Squared. We'll have to see. First some cleaning and chores. I'd rather write. First things first I guess. Sometimes
I hate being responsible. Goes against my nature. It does make life easier. Being responsible that is. It's just not as much fun.
I have to go. Somebody stepped on a duck. No really. The dogs have this toy. It's a duck that quacks when you squeeze it, or step on it.
posted by Squarehead at 8:17 PM
2 Comments:
Hi,
thanks for visiting the pond today. Wasn't too wonderful though, rainy, cold, gray, icky.
Did you ever notice when your house is full of distractions...like people you love...you tend to think well if only I had some occasional solitude to focus and when that day comes you can't focus cause those distractions are not there?
So well said. What would life be without the distractions?......
Cold and lonely.
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