Cowboy had his appointment today.
Surprisingly, the results came back early this evening.
He's pre‑diabetic, so we're going to have to figure out a new diet.
Monday, February 23, 2026
Sunday, February 22, 2026
I’m snow over it!
There isn't anything to write today, this is just me trying to keep up with the days.
Days that blur one into another in an endless loop.
Days that blur one into another in an endless loop.
Cowboy went to morning church service, came home, changed into his uniform, fed the chickens, and settled down in the recliner for a before work nap.
Saturday, February 21, 2026
You can't pour from an empty cup. Take care of yourself first
Cowboy got home at 6:43 a.m., which meant he was working a fifteen-hour shift.
He worked nearly a thirteen-hour shift on Thursday.
He woke up just a little before noon, ate his breakfast, took his medication, and went back to sleep.
Friday, February 20, 2026
Snooze mode: activated
I had a rough night.
I slept fine until the wind chimes woke me up at 3 a.m.
With everyone around here having chimes, it sounded like they were all going at once.
I checked the clock, felt the cold bed, and realized Cowboy still wasn’t home.
I slept fine until the wind chimes woke me up at 3 a.m.
With everyone around here having chimes, it sounded like they were all going at once.
I checked the clock, felt the cold bed, and realized Cowboy still wasn’t home.
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