Wednesday, February 15th.

I finish dropping the rats off at their schools and squirrel myself away underneath some golden arches with a large size tea.

I open my laptop, load up my word file and excel sheet, position their windows where I want them, read the last few paragraphs so everything is refreshed in my mind… and I get a phone call. My son has forgotten his math book.

ARRRGHHHH

Flipping idiots

I pack up my stuff and drive home to get his math book and deliver it to his school. My wife catches me in the act and adds some honey-do’s. Long story short, another day I thought I might have had to get some writing down is now gone thanks to the morons.

Next week my dad will be in town so I’ll be catering to him, which includes trimming the plants at one of his rentals.

Why…?

How…?

What crimes did I commit in my prior life?

😛

Tootles all.