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Me (this morning):  I’m a little draggy, so I think I’ll go back to bed for a few- Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Me (this afternoon):  I can’t believe I slept so long, so I’d better get some catch up work done before I- Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

So One Way Or The Other, I’ll Talk To You Tomorrow

My mood today is . . . pensive, and after writing out the reasons why I’m feeling pensive today, I think it would be best if I let those words rest overnight and see if I still want to say them tomorrow.

You’re Never Going To Feel More Morally Justified In Taking A Vacation

I just want to do my part to boost the signal on this one.  This may sound counter-intuitive at first, but now is the time to visit the Bahamas if you can.  Yes, in the wake of Hurricane Dorian there are areas that are not open to tourist visits right now, but there are many, many areas that are, and more than half of the Bahamas income comes from tourism.

Thoughts and prayers are nice, but right now the Bahamas need money, money to rebuild both structures and lives, and they’d really like to give you something in return for it, like a fabulous time visiting a beautiful part of the world.

Construction Delay

They’re tearing up my driveway today (which will . . . eventually, be a good thing), but it’s left me a little distracted, so I’ll talk more tomorrow.

We Could Use It

With a little luck, we’re on the final week of schoolwork needed for my son to put second grade behind him.

So wish us luck.

And That’s No Joke

Happy “Don’t Trust Anybody Or Anything” Day!

(So far I’ve been given an empty glass instead a glass of water, been told there was going to be construction outside our house all day today, and I sat on a squeaky toy.  This all happened before 9 A.M., so this may be a long day for me.)

And Things Are Pushing Back

Remember when I said the other day that we’re trying to catch up on schoolwork here?

Today we’re on our final push before the weekend.

So We Tried Another Family “Vacation” Last Week

It . . . wasn’t terrible.

The drive up was pleasant enough (Good job, son!), but not long after we arrived we hit a rocky patch with rocks the size of elephants, and our fun outlook started to look dire.

But then my son managed to pull out of his behavioral nosedive and did really well for the rest of the week.  He still got frustrated at points (we all did), but aside from that initial incident, not once did he let his frustration become an uncontrollable storm of griping and outrage.  Great job, kiddo.  I’m proud of you.

Because That’s What It Feels Like I’m Feeling Right Now

A month and a half past when it was supposed to be done, and still technically a bit more paperwork and the like to do before I can officially put all this behind me, but the work on the house is for all intents and purposes DONE!

Is there such a thing as post-traumatic home reconstruction disorder?

Something Suggested To Me By Lala

Now that Stan Lee is no longer available, I’d like to think that he would like it if Ryan Reynolds took over the role of the cameo king of superhero movies.