Perfecting the Art of Insanity, One Day at a Time
I’m back to working ungodly amounts of overtime again – enough I’m exhausted and making stupid mistakes at work. It’s aggravating. If I survive, I’ll have a few nice paychecks. Starting 4 years ago, the spousal unit and I invested in a subscription to Photoshop. Until then we’d been using a copy the husband bought…
I don’t have COVID-19. But my younger son and his family just got through it. Yay, holidays. (No, I didn’t go within snorting range. G and I stayed home, boring but alive.) My younger daughter threw a hissy fit when I said I’m getting the vaccine soon as it’s available to me. She went on…
I dunno how long it’s been since I last posted. Six weeks …ish? Obviously the move is a huge factor. Moving is a bitch. Always is. Moving with an obsessive neat-freak-pat-rack is excruciating. Trust me on this one, ‘cuz you don’t want to find out firsthand. We’re getting little projects done, bit by bit. There…
Y’all know by now that I am a Cheapskate. C-H-E-A-P are my unofficial initials. But my spousal unit, G, out-cheaps me. Which is awesome. I don’t have to apologize either to him or for him. We’re on the same wrinkled, worm-eaten page. He’s been stashing away cash to pay for movers because we are old…
FYI, when I said the back yard at the house was dirt and rocks, it wasn’t an exaggeration. The above photo is it. As you can see, fancy it ain’t. We have to repair/replace the fence, clean up the mess BEHIND the fence, and then the yard itself is a blank canvas. The good news…