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.
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.
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.
Cowboy was awake and gone by 8:15 a.m. to take the car to be checked.
I don’t know what exactly they looked at on it, but he was back by 9:30.
Badger had cleaned the litter boxes and was heading for a shower, so we told her to make it a quick one and we’d go get our groceries in.
She did, and we did, even though we had no menu planned and no grocery list.
We did the best we could.
Worst comes to worst, if we forgot something important, Cowboy has a doctor appointment in Powell on Monday.
We can go with him and stop somewhere.