Hey, look, it’s a new year. New year, same old bullshit. I’ve been up since the pre-dawn hours. You’d think that staying up an extra three hours would have allowed me to net some extra sleep, but nope. I laid in bed and tried to brainstorm fun NSFW shit until the alarm went off.
We had a good Saturday. The roads were pretty clear, and the drive was better than anything we’ve had in a month or so. There was a little bit of fog when we left, but it was more ornamental than anything else.
We drove out to Slightly BiggerTown and hit up the dollar store and pharmacy for our first stops. I picked out a few paints that would make for less mixing. Shawshank found a Bluetooth camera trigger, which he gleefully announced would assist me in taking photos of my own ass.
After those quick first stops, we went out for lunch. I was starting to feel like shit, as I’m constantly on the verge of dying from dehydration. However, things were better once I had some soda and chicken strips in me. We went to the grocery store, grabbed what we needed for this week, and headed back to the house.
By the time we made our return drive, much of the fog had burnt off. The sun was even out. When we were closer to town, we pulled in at a gas station so Shawshank could buy smokes. Since the weather was finally somewhat clear, we Facetimed my mom to show her the sights. I started her off with a snow-covered empty field, naturally. We gave her a driving tour of TinyTown, and finished it off with a quick visit with the cats.
Groceries taken care of, I slept away the afternoon on the couch. If I hadn’t napped, I wouldn’t have made it to midnight. Even with the nap, staying awake was a struggle for me. We’re both so far into denial that we’re old, we still insist on staying up on New Year’s Eve. I suggested we start doing the night routine before midnight, that way we’d already be in bed and not stay up any later.
Today is laundry day, and family dinner night. We’ll kick it around the house for a while, go to Shady Acres. I’ll try to stay awake all day, but I make no promises.
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