Of people that need a punch in the face.

With a folding chair.

I slept for shit Sunday night.

I blame waiting until 10pm to workout.

I was just radiating heat and didn’t finally cool down enough to rest until like 2am.

Any time I tried to get comfortable the portion of my body touching mattress or pillow just started sweating profusely.

So, needless to say, I woke up well rested and ready to tackle the day.

Oh wait.

No I was grumpy and headache.

It was that kind of mindset that led me to putter around the house all day.

I decided to tackle lots of little projects so if a client rang me up needing something last minute I wouldn’t be super aggravated at having to stop whatever the fuck giant project I was right in the middle of.

It was super effective.

I got loads of stuff done.

AND wasn’t super aggravated when a client called needing something last minute.

It’s nice when things come together neatly like that.

But it didn’t take much for me to have to have a sit down or two by the end of the day…

The porch/veranda/whatever is looking crazier by the day.

Today I’m working with a client most of the day.

Or as long as it takes me to get them sorted out anyway.

If I finish early, I’m going back into the yard to work out there on cod only knows what.

If I don’t finish early, I’m probably still going into the backyard to work.

Now is time for coffee.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC