Monday Monday

 I slept in till 7.

I spent the morning going through email and working on blog posts. There was an early trip to McClure's. No Coca-Cola, no RC, but I got a milk. That I pretty much knocked off at lunch.

Knocked off the laundry around 10.

I put off more work, waiting on the cleaning crew. The fellow showed up around 11. I went back to McClure's. No deliveries. The sun shone nicely, and it was warm enough, I walked down to Dollar General. I came back with 2 bottles of Coke and a dark chocolate bar.

I worked a little on “Road Tripping” and finished off a blog post. I called work about not finding myself scheduled got me very worried.

I was not getting into overdrive because I expected a call from food stamps at 3. It came on time. That last 44 minutes.

Now I really went to work on “Road Tripping.” CC called around 7:30. I knocked off with the story around 8:15 Firefox kept crashing – seems YouTube is using too much of something. I checked the schedule again. Still blank. 

“Road Tripping” is up to 24,442 words, and it feels like I have bled every one of them.

I got the pay stub sent off to the PO. Then back to McClure's for smokes.

Which brings me up to the present.

Well, it is Monday.

But this is still more my style:

I see the doctor tomorrow. Early.

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