Wow. It’s just after 0600 and I already feel tired. Go figger. Now I need to take some pills and build a box and put the stereo in it. What I really want to do is go back to bed.
Life will get interesting, soon. I need to take some time out for filing. Maybe I’ll do that while the rug is drying tomorrow.
And I may have to buy another file container. I have four, filled, but it would appear a fifth one is needed. Because of the distance involved in the move, things have to be done a little differently, this time.
I rarely wear sweats, but the brothers prefer to wear nothing else. It takes major oppression to get them to put on slacks for any occasion.
Someday I’ll die, and then they can all fall down into the underclass with nobody to “judge.”