As the flag says “Don’t Give Up the Ship.” Well you heard the marching orders, get moving. Someone has to because I have nothing left. The job that pays the bills has beat it out of me. Recovery mode in effect. There is nothing scheduled this weekend and everything to do. Well I’m sure one or more projects will dominate it and the blink of an eye we will be returning to the grind.
The work itself isn’t a grind. The commute and hours and some other factors lead to it grinding sometimes. Then again there are good weeks. So lets hope for a run of good luck.
I swear someone poured gravel in my neck several years ago. It sounds like tennis shoe or tire turning quickly on gravel driveway when I turn it.
Chili – its what’s for breakfast on Friday.
If I didn’t forget as often I’d have twice as few errands to run.
How many different illustrations will be used Friday on the weather reports to tell us how cold it’s going to be.