Where's the Popcorn? I can't work without popcorn
Slightly over 4 hours of sleep and not even laundry. THREE crosswords in one day (EASY ones but still) is probably too much and saving the walking until the only sane option is 20-30 minutes walking the breezeway at 10:30 does not rank as great planning either. Oh and mozarella sticks and figs late in the evening also... But the TubShroom is STILL collecting hair from Saturday's hair washing. And the kitchen is holding up to the no dishes in the sink regimen instituted after the plumber visited. I thought I was going to make it through September without a timely event getting restimulated, but NO! And the funny thing is the rest of life is such a whirlwind that that topic is barely a ripple. A Favorite Breezeway Bench in Sunlight And it's been almost 25 years since a certain night at Gay Bingo, a story that it probably would not have been a good idea to tell at one moment but is now one of several moments behind a PERSISTENT allergy to sloppy use of mental health terminology...