March 26, 2018 by sandwichcontrol
This situation is the opposite of hospice.
As painful and uncomfortable as possible.
Saturday they were having a “free sale” at the thrift store in Mount Ida. Which means that everything in the store was free. Yeah. It makes no sense to me either, but apparently they needed to completely empty the store so that they can redo the floors.
I’m not complaining. I got two full suits, a sports coat, two pairs of pants, two long sleeve work shirts, and a Star Trek: Deep Space Nice audiobook on cassette. All for free ninety nine.
But the trip to see my Papa was exhausting. I was wiped the fuck out by the end of the day…
I went to bed early and got up late yesterday.
It was the first time I’ve felt truly rested in a while.
So I immediately set out to wear myself out.
I did a shitload around the house. I threw stuff out. I did all the laundry. I bought and installed switch plates and outlet covers. I moved furniture around. I even started painting the fireplace…
Yeah I figured that I’ve been living in this house for a year now. It should start to look like it.
Weirdly enough, I’m really excited about the fireplace. Like I wanted to keep painting on it before I went to bed even though I was knackered.
Alas, I didn’t paint any more.
But went to bed.
Because I had to get up stupid early today.
I haven’t got a clue.
I’d say workout, but I have to force myself to do that as much as I have to force myself to get out of bed this early.
I think it’s because I can get so much done so early before I have to interact with other people. It is about efficiency and misanthropy.
I’m gonna go with that.
All right. Time for push-ups.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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