And other examples of your mouth going faster than your brain.

What a long week.

It could it right outta me.

Whoa.

See what I mean.

My brain is fried.

The week took it right out of me.

That’s what I meant to say.

I spent most of yesterday organizing and inventorying merchandise for a client.

It was that tedious, mundane work that really gets my juices flowing.

I love that shit.

I’d probably love it a lot less if people wanted me to organize it their way.

What they fail to understand is that if their way worked, then it would be fucking organized.

So just let me do it my way.

Then it would be organized which makes the client happy.

And I get to do things my way which makes me happy.

Everyone wins.

In between work and baseball, I had about half an hour to eat a frozen chicken sandwich and rest for a few seconds before heading out to sit in the heat for two hours…

When we finally got home I toweled off and went to bed.

Today is the start of my very brief weekend.

I’m going for a run and then I’m sure I’ll be working on something around the house.

Tomorrow, Teacher Sis and I are off to hunt bargains.

See ya’ on Monday.

More soon. ~SC