I've been trying to write something all day.
Well, since I didn't wake up until 11:00 am, make that all afternoon. You know, this is one of the things that bothers me. I was asleep by 11:00 pm last night, so why did I sleep twelve hours?
I suppose it won't happen once I start setting an alarm, but it is still strange. You know, when Dale was alive I used to sleep four to five hours during the night, and maybe have a two hour nap after work - that's because the house was always in such chaos.
After I got up, Bill called and said he was coming into town to wash bins at the Jumbo Wash, so that meant he could come home for some makin' out. Errr, I mean lunch. After he had some chicken, he went back to work and I did a load of laundry, cleaned up one of Lola's mistakes, and sat down here.
That's when Jamie came upstairs and turned on the TV. That means it's time for me to go to work.
Hope you all have a nice Thursday!