Oh, Boy - Here I am

 Upside for the past 24 hours: getting more views here. Thanks.

Downside: I really do not want to go to work.

Yesterday, I put in the eight. We finished a truck. CC came by and gave me a ride to the Sheriff's and then home. We made a stop, so she could check out buying a new phone. I sat in the car, I had no interest in moving about - the lower back felt like a bag of rocks. I watched the traffic go by, thinking how much things had changed for the better. No desperation, no having to worry about getting into trouble. We still are trying to catch up on twelve years gone in like five minutes. I worry about her health.

Back here, I fixed a dinner soup and salad. I got online. I should have written something, but just did not have the energy. I fell asleep after dinner, too tired even to fire up the CPAP machine.

Another oops moment happened when I got this in the email from AGNI:

Thank you for giving us the opportunity to read "Problem Solving." We found the writing lively and interesting and enjoyed reading it. After careful consideration, we've decided this manuscript isn't right for us, but please consider sending other work in the future.

This is not our customary rejection. We hope you'll keep us in mind.

Kind regards,

I thought I had withdrawn all my "Problem Solving" submissions.

About 9, I walked down to McClure's for a bottle of Coke. I listened to more news about the House Republicans. "Best of Intentions" was submitted to the Long River Review. I read some things about fishing White River. I gave up trying to stay conscious.

It is 5:45. I need to go put in another day at work. More later. Days like this make me think of playing the lottery.

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