I have been on a decent tear with my writing lately. Watching my story bloom in front of my eyes has been refreshing. However it comes with a price. I've been up late and up early all week and today it all finally caught up with me.
Exhausted to start off my Friday I grabbed a coffee which didn't help, then later picked up a Rockstar. What that led to was headache and me crawling into bed almost immediately after coming home from work. Sleeping until 9pm I woke up to find my wife ready for bed. It was a quiet Friday. But I truthfully love the Fridays where I'm doing close to nothing.
From there I watched the last hour of 8 mile and about 40 minutes of that new show "Torchwood: Miracle Day"... Motivating myself to do a few things this evening I got up and went into the office... This is when the night motivated me to write something.
Thirsty I went to the fridge. A lot of you know I've developed an intolerance to what I think is sulphites. What that means is no beer or wine. After going about a year without a single beer (but plenty of bourbon) I tried a Coors Light a couple of weeks ago which was said to have no sulphites, and I lived. Staring into my fridge I had some Bud Light from a recent party. So I got bold and went for it. So far so good.
Sitting down in my office chair with a rare beer, I turned on the tv to find some background noise. A replay of this years BCS Championship was on, so that's what I'm watching. Ahhhhhh, football is near. NFL or not, atleast the colleges won't bend me over this season.
Realizing I still needed to bring the trash cans in, I went outside. The dog followed me as did our 7 month old cat. Having been fairly careful at acclimating the cat to the outdoors over the past few months, there hasn't been a lot of times that I'd seen him out front. Walking to the mailbox one house down, I needed to grab the mail I neglected to pick up earlier, the dog and cat followed excitedly. The kitten sprinted past me with the and stopped right at the mailbox. The sound of the pads of his paws connecting with the pavement was loud in relation to the silence on my street. I grab the mail, the dog and cat fight in the tall grass by the mailbox, we go back. However after a moment of quietly wrestling in the front yard in the warm Friday air, the dog darted for the gate knowing that's where I was going, but the cat darted down the street as if going for a jog.
The cat got two houses down when he finally stopped. Attempting to lure him back, he ignored my calls. Shooting across the street and into the dark I thought, "I hope he knows what he's doing." Walking away assuming my animal was smart enough to find his way home I brought the garbage cans in and closed the gate.
Me and the dog come back inside and I sit down at my desk reviewing the mail. Seeing a medium sized manilla envelope addressed to both me and my wife I curiously open it. Opening it up with my knife I see two cards wrapped in tissue paper. They were hand made cards from my step-grandmother that I haven't really spoken to since my Grandfather died a few years back. Inside my card laid a crisp $5 bill. Haha. I love this woman. 29 year old married man with a mortgage still gets a crisp $5 bill for his birthday.
This woman is notorious for her hand made hippy gifts. I'm going to list a few fun gifts of the past.
-Home made bags of carmel corn for Christmas (I was like 8..)
-Home made survival kits complete with alcohol wipes, re-usable spork, a space blanket and a packet of space food in a nice piece of tupperware. (Birthday gift)
-A necklace made from a leather string, a purple rock of some kind and some wiring to hold the rock.
And she always wrapped the presents in FOIL??????? lmao. My grandpa had money too, so it made it that much funnier. She's such a nice person, but weird as hell.
Ooh, it looks like the Ducks and Tigers are tied at 19. Who will win???
Looks like Dexter found his way home b/c he's eating very loudly right now.
I'm going to swap out my podcast logo, courtesy of my talented wife.
Then I'm going to bed as I have a Sounders game to attend tomorrow.
Overall I'm content with my Friday.
-Management.
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