As we bump Booty Day up in the schedule.

It was a weird weekend.

Saturday was a lot less Grismas than I anticipated.

And a whole lot more using a tractor to pull up privet by the roots.

It was also a weekend for really sucking at napping.

And also sucking at photographing napping.

Like this gem from Saturday morning…

And this one from Sunday…

I was pretty wrecked after working way harder than I was prepared for on Saturday.

So I took Sunday off.

Which left me wandering around the house aimlessly and constantly checking the Marvel trading card app to see if my trades went through.

Whereas I probably should’ve been planning photoshoots for next year.

Since I only have like three of them planned so far.

I probably should get to work on that.

Speaking of stuff I need to get to work on, of the 2671 miles I need to walk/run to cross the United States, I’m currently at 2369.8 miles.

Which means I have until the end of the month to get another 301.2 miles in.

Which means I need to get 12.55 miles a day for the rest of the year to get my medal.

Without running, that’s like 25,000 steps a day of walking.

Sigh.

I’m gonna do my best, but it’s not looking great.

I will take comfort in knowing that, even if I didn’t make it all the way across the country, I gave it my best shot.

And if I manage to just get five miles a day for the remainder of the month, I will have traversed the entirety of Route 66 (2480 miles) in the year 2020.

That’s a helluva consolation prize.

I can live with that.

I might even get myself a medal.

Who knows?

All I know is that I should probably get busy if I’m gonna do all the stuff I need to do today.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC