Lump
Got off at 1920 Monday, and 1647 today, and I have to go in at 0630 tomorrow for a meeting. Given that I start work usually at 0700, this is not as unreasonable as it sounds, except that it is on my day off, after already working over half my scheduled hours this week. Some kind of "motivational speaker" I understand. Still, high suckage, mandatory. Great, just fucking great.
Forehead that got bumped is now turning a lovely yellow hue. Still dealing with residual, persistent nausea.
Damn summer finally lost it's grip. Monday, 72˚F, today, 47˚F and raining. Chance of snow tonight. We are much better prepared for the cold this year. When we moved in last January, it was all too little too late, much we couldn't really do effectively. This year, the blinds will insulate, the chimney is capped and blocked, plastic up on the north windows, back door is an actual working door now. We've gotten a lot done.
One last rose out front.
So tired. Going to be a lump the rest of the evening.
Forehead that got bumped is now turning a lovely yellow hue. Still dealing with residual, persistent nausea.
Damn summer finally lost it's grip. Monday, 72˚F, today, 47˚F and raining. Chance of snow tonight. We are much better prepared for the cold this year. When we moved in last January, it was all too little too late, much we couldn't really do effectively. This year, the blinds will insulate, the chimney is capped and blocked, plastic up on the north windows, back door is an actual working door now. We've gotten a lot done.
One last rose out front.
So tired. Going to be a lump the rest of the evening.




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Ill planned mandatory meetings can definitely suck.
I haven't had the opportunity to be a lump for a number of months. Oh well.
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