I feel like I might’ve memorized the list of rules for visiting a relative at the local jail. I stared at the sign in the visitor waiting room for long enough today. No cell phones, no running, no loud noises. Don’t stand or jump on the tables. No jewelry, except wedding bands. Don’t play with…
Sunday. Understandably, it was a rough night. I fell asleep without too much trouble; washing down a cocktail of melatonin and Benadryl with a couple of shots of Canadian Club helped. Just now, my phone’s autocorrect tried to make that last sentence say “I feel asleep”. It’s an appropriate phrase. Yet again, I’m feeling like…
Happy Thursday, my lovelies. As predicted, it was a terribly slow day at work yesterday. DayTech’s kids were home sick, having picked up what we were calling the “dance class plague” at the beginning of the week. DayTech was home for the day, which was fine because it would have felt even slower if she’d…