Making Messes.


September 7, 2018 by sandwichcontrol

Taking guesses.

Wearing dresses.

Yesterday turned out not to be “skeleton day”.

It turned out to be “not-enough-coffee-to-stay-awake-all-day day”…

Thursday, September 06

Yesterday was exhausting.

Every time I stopped moving I felt the pull of the earth on my forehead. The pillow of Gaia called to my sleepy brain. Like a magnet. Drawing my head down. Making my eyelids heavy.

And I somehow managed to not fall asleep.

It was really dumb.

I was supposed to meet the Blacksmith for coffee this morning, but he had a medical emergency-type-thing come up with his mother-in-law and we rain checked. So I’m going to run a few errands and then have lunch with Lightning Blackwood.

Then more errands.

I’ve got to call it an early night tonight.

I have to.

I need my beauty sleep.

Tomorrow is the big day. Dea Pea and King are getting married. And I have to be up there super early to help set up and do photos and write my toast. Because procrastination is a thing.

Fret not.

I’ll have some time to read comics tonight before bed.

And I’ll carry some up to NWA tomorrow to read in my down time.

All right.

I’ve got push-ups to do.

And things to hyphenate, apparently.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC


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