And cheese.

Sometimes you just bite into a burnt peanut.

And sometimes it’s a whole week worth of them.

What a fucking week that was.

Seriously.

I think I managed to sit down at my desk for about thirty minutes total.

And that was just because I had some computer work that I had to do.

The rest of the time I was driving, climbing ladders, climbing stairs with ladders, climbing ladders on stairs, dragging things, pushing things, sorting things, and cleaning up other people’s messes.

So pretty much a normal week.

I spent the majority of my Friday wishing I could go back to bed…

That’s not even my bed.

I was at a point where any bed would do.

Just the first one I came to was fair game.

Most of the kiddos jumped ship for the evening so Jitterbug and I ate a pizza a piece and crashed the fuck out early.

This weekend we don’t have a lot on the books, so I’m going to murder and brun jungle.

I probably won’t have my phone.

So come find me in the backyard.

But be warned, I’ll put you to work.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC