What happened to September? It was like last week that I said the same thing about August. I've heard old people say that this sort of thing happens when you get old. Time seems to slip by faster and faster. That is a drag. I still remember being a kid and waiting for Christmas morning. It took ages for the clock to roll over to present opening time.
Now, I work and work. Then I go home and just want to play for a bit
before I collapse. The weekends just fly by. I never get anything
productive done. This is the last weekend before Faire. What honey-do's
do I have planned.
- Spend time with the family
- Get a bunch of crap ready for Faire
- Camping stuff
- Cloths
- Weapons
- Laundry
- Mow
- Weed whack
- Poison
- Weeds
- Ants
- Clean up the garage a bit
- Garage sale fallout
- Organize tools
- Find a home for Elle's Jeep.
Goodness knows what else needs to get done. What will I probably end
up getting done? I'm glad you asked.
- Spend time with the family
- Watch movies
- Watch TV shows. (notice I did not say watch TV
- Surf the net for no good reason other than to bring my readers a bunch of obscure distracting crap that no one really reads. (no offense)
- Let my goatee grow a bit more for faire
So, relatively speaking, I'm a bum.
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