Today slipped by in a fog. No, not a drunken fog. I gave up booze cause of my diabetes. Never drank much anyway.
Although there was that one time…..oh…and then later….well that morning I woke up naked in the kitchen floor was just a fluke.
No, today was a tired fog. I wielded way too much Comet yesterday. This place hadn’t been thoroughly cleaned since before the installation of new ductwork. OMG….it was nasty. I found cobwebs and dust and construction dust and dust bunnies. I couldn’t get all of it. Time and tired were not on my side, but at least now I can continue with the holiday decorating. And I can live with it. What we really need is someone to come in and power wash the entire interior and exterior. That would do it.
So after staring at this screen for, like, ever, I finally just gave up and napped. The dogs and I had a lovely 3 hour snooze on the dog sofa. No pictures were taken.
I probably need to shower again.
Yup. Tired. Or as we say in the South, tarred. Born tarred and nivr got over it. Hehehehe.
My day was sacrificed to the gods of sleep.
I must remember to make sacrifice more often.