It’s Sunday. I like Sunday nights, and this particular time always puts me in a good mood…
A transition into Monday, a waiting room.
Tag: sully
Weekend Plans
T.G.I.F: My New Work-From-Home Assistant
Sully is visiting Grandpa DK for the rest of the week. My new Work-From-Home Assistant peed all over my rug and was then quarantined in the penalty box.
More on our Sully here and here and here.
Photo: Eric Kanigan, March 18th, @ Home.
Saturday is for…
Running. With *$!# Management.
6:58 a.m.
First day of Winter. Temperature: 61° F. Repeat: 61° F, on December 21st. Paradoxical? Global Warming? Heti whispers: “Not everything has to be so heavy all the time.” Whoa Sheila, try walking with me in this Head for a few yards.
I step on the scale anticipating a bad outcome…and expectations are exceeded on the high side. Now Sheila, here’s some real Heavy.
Rain patters on the roof, bangin’ on the gutters. I flip open the Dark Sky app…it’s calling for heavy rain for the next two hours.
“Severe weather alert: Coastal Flooding.”
Well, maybe that might work – a flash flood to drag me along the highway, scrubbing the cheese, gingerbread cookies and peppermint chocolate gelato off these bones, and cleanse me of this mood while it’s at it.
I pause as I put on my sneakers. Maybe it’s best to wait for the rain to let up, and run later. Who are you kidding? Get your a** out the door.
I’m out the door. I run. With Me (M), and me (m).
M: What’s with the mood?
m: I don’t want to get into it.
M: Blog title? Anger management? Angry about what?
m: Hard of hearing? Pick a topic. I’ll find an angle.
M: Root cause? Continue reading “Running. With *$!# Management.”