Modesto that morning. Left the house at 5 AM arrived at lunch time. The
new truck beat the hell out of my back and the gas bill for the trip has
doubled. But my mom was glad to see me, especially when I handed here a
slice of triple chocolate cheesecake from Marie Callendars. She lives in
a nursing home North of Modesto.
I had to remind her about my move to Ohio. She cried.
I left about 10:30 that same night and headed home. Had to catch some
sleep twice on the side of the road. I cannot drive at night. No amount
of Red Bull, Flying J coffee or sugary snacks will keep me awake. I made
it home in time to get 30 minutes or so of sleep and head back to work,
Thursday morning. How refreshing.... (sarcasm).
I kept falling asleep on the 91 Freeway parking lot. I hate that. So do
all the people behind me too.
When I got home Thursday I had to catch a little more shut-eye.
I crashed on the couch in front of my half eaten Del Taco bean burrito.
When I woke up at 8:30 pm it was too late to work on the roof so I ate
the rest of my burrito and drank the remaining bit of warm beer.
Then I went to prepping my now stripped Study.
Did you know that 50 year old paint just slides off the base boards when
you hit it with a scraper? So now my study, which looks like a snow
storm hit it because of the hole patching, has nekid base boards.
Should be able to start painting this weekend. And start stripping the
roof over the garage. And dump the trailer load of old carpet and tile
at the dump and do some yard work.
I am beat. Alcoholism is looking much better as a life goal.
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