Perfecting the Art of Insanity, One Day at a Time
The OT may fatten my bank account but it’s killing my body. Got off work last night just shy of 9pm. Since our pay-week is Monday through Sunday, that means last week I think I put in 12-13 hours of OT, maybe more. Today was a holiday so in theory I only worked part of…
During lockdown, like pretty much everyone and everywhere else, we’ve been working on life inside four walls. Hubby rehabbed the light fixture, I’ve been cooking actual meals despite a glut of overtime and a decidedly uncooperative body, and so on. Since hubby has been home more, and with more time on his hands, he noticed…
Short entry, and some of you have already seen this. My husband’s idea of quality time is sitting through an endless list of YouTube woodworking videos. I don’t mind most of the time, though I admit losing interest once the subject shifts to how to build a dovetail jig out of beer cans and old…
The daughter had her operation and is home again, though it’s a miracle she had it when she did. The doctor’s exact words, “looked like a bomb went off inside” her. They removed everything abnormal and non-essential, then reconstructed and repositioned organs that were in some places twisted 180 degrees out of place. The one…