June 11, 2015 by sandwichcontrol

It’s an apt word.

To describe me yesterday.

Before I delve into it, I’d like to take a moment and wish Ojeda the Curve a very Happy Birthday. Be sure to do so as well.

So, knackered. Me. Yesterday. Shit.

This heat is brutal. And I just can’t seem to stay out of it. That’s what happens when you pride yourself on taking care of business.

I made serious progress on my list for work. I’m hoping to be done with all of the big stuff this week, so I can work on printing next week.

I also made great strides in that arena yesterday as well. After some finagling, I acquired the missing secret ingredient.

I also helped Teacher Sis process 5 gallons of blueberries into jams and pie filling. Most of which happened in a kitchen over molten fruit/sugar.

I never said the heat was all outside.

I love Thorsdays.


Because I wake up to disco. Nothing like starting a brutal day with a bounce in your step. This morning, I woke up to this:

Damn, that’s such a good song.

All right, I’ve got to getting moving or I’ll be late for the bank run. I’ll have to blame it on the boogie.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC


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