It’s a holiday for some guy. He’s not as important as George Floyd, though, so it escapes me why he’s important. Something about dreams. Is it Edgar Cayce day? Whoever he was, I’m fairly certain that his message is forgotten entirely.
Those weights look really nice back there. Ergonomic ‘n’ stuff.
No pressure or anything, but this is the first Monday of the year. It sets the tone for everything to come and if you eff this up your whole year is probably going to be ruined. But don’t sweat it, you got this.
I’m claiming Redhead Bonus Points for this one.
Something about Sunday night/Monday morning is killing my ability to sleep through it. Maybe I need one of those booty pillows.
She’d do.
Woke up before the sun, knew I needed more sleep, went back to bed and slept until Possum had to get up for school. All readers will receive a full refund for this morning’s slight delay, and we thank you for your patronage.
Up dog.
Thanksgiving week. Time to start undereating in anticipation. These ladies almost certainly know something about that.
Not sure how long I can even still do these.
Third week on the new job begins. Gotta make calls and opt out of benefits/401k today.
Looks warm there.
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