Monday January 14th (aka I Was Gonna Drink Yesterday...)
 

Morning! |waves|

Another non-drinking hangover |facepalm| I was gonna |cheers| while watching |football| but there's something very wrong about being the only person in the house chugging beer while everyone else is acting civil.

This mom shit has officially caught up to me. After tomorrow, LOR & CL are out of updates |banghead| Plus I told |bow| Ramster I'd have X amount of stuff done for him by the end of today so he could show some stuff to the LA people tomorrow and I'm probably about X - 8 hours away from finishing after 10 or so hours Sat & Sun |banghead| I have to pick up the ASSIL & mom has her Occupational Therapist coming today for her 1st workout (?) session which I have to watch so I know how to help her on the days the therapist isn't here. So that's about 14 hours of my day, putting me at Midnight if I don't stop to eat or shit |facepalm|

So no, I will not be cleaning my desk :D

The ASSIL just text me that he doesn't need a ride from work - looks like I can eat & shit today |banana|

Good Morning :)

Greenie, Just want to give you and your lovely wife credit for doing what you do for your mother. I honestly doubt I could and would be looking for an assisted living place for them.

We got rain as forecasted and it's a bit of downpour here so hopefully Ramster is not in the mudslide areas.

I will be inside the house all day working on biz stuff but I might go out in the rain to see if the drainage hole I drilled through concrete and brick is working. Probably need to put in a few more but that won't happen until it stops raining.

Enjoy your Monday!

Early on in our relationship, The Bitch told me that no one in her or my family would ever be put in a "home" because she'd quit her job to take care of them. I instantly remembered that the women on my mom's side of the family live well into their 80's & 90's |facepalm|

I sat on the couch today. I also napped. I went to the dollar store and bought a toilet brush.

No matter how or where it is written, the word 'balloons' always looks misspelled to me. So does the word 'misspelled.'

How about the word 'loser'?

I guess that's the difference because when I get too old I DON'T want my family taking care of me.

I would rather be in a home somewhat independent and trying to sleep around with all the old ladies there and maybe some of the younger staff :D

Maybe you'll go into a coma & get lucky like that one woman!






























Too soon? |couch|