May 10, 2018 by sandwichcontrol
And other scenarios in which you get even with a fictional person for transgressions that they don’t even know about.
Yesterday my finger that was stung by the bee swelled up like a Bar S frank…
It got pretty gnarly as the day wore on.
I took some ibuprofen throughout the day and before bed so hopefully the swelling will be far less today.
If I could cross my fingers, I would.
Despite my swollen finger, I got a lot done yesterday.
So many errands.
I’m glad I got my oil changed beforehand. I’d’ve gone over my mileage.
Let’s just say I drove all over the damn place. Damp lace. Heh.
So many effing errands. And then I finally got back to the ranch to check and see if my ant deterrent had worked and there were like a zillion people there working on stuff for the wedding.
I avoided all of that madness. I just lit my smoker and went for a walk out to see my gals. My ant stuff didn’t discourage them, so now I’m moving on to the next phase of battle with the ants.
I’m going to kill them with kindness. And essential oils.
Suck it ants.
Papa’s got a brand new bag. Of pain and suffering.
And it’s all for you.
It’s funny that I’m attacking one colonial insect to protect another.
One that keeps stinging me, for that matter.
Today is Thursday. I have the normal amount of stuff to do today.
Which means a lot.
But no extra.
So that’s a bonus.
I’d better get started on it.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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