No AI needed—just me, my words, and backspace power. 💻

Obviously, the blog’s been up and down, like a jack‑in‑the‑box.
I started reading through it and realized something: dang, it sounds like Yoda and R2‑D2 are talking to each other.

I rely on AI to proofread.
I’ve got a bare‑bones education, been out of school too long, and most days I feel like I’m writing like a kindergartner.
Whatever grammar and spelling I used to know wandered off years ago, so I just slap the words down and let the AI dig me out of the mess.
I relied on AI more than I should have, and my blog suffered because of it.
The ideas were mine, but AI sometimes “corrected” things in ways that didn’t feel authentic.

That’s just me, never perfect and always messing with the blog, trying to make it better.

If you’re reading this, get ready. 
I’m about to re‑post twenty‑three years of old blog posts. 
I’m pulling out the AI edits and bringing Jane back, one messy, imperfect post at a time.

Other than working on the blog, it’s been an easy day around here.

Cowboy didn’t get home until 6 a.m. 
He had to wake up for his medication, and one of them makes him stay upright awhile. 
After he ate and waited like he’s supposed to, he slept until it was time to go right back to work. 
Math isn’t my strength, but that was a 15-hour shift.

Badger and I spent most of the day watching TV. 
That’s how a lot of days go around here.

Badger got a wild hair this evening and took my Big Foot down and painted him. 
I think the idea was he was supposed to look like a black shadow, but mostly he was just a blob. 
Badger made a swamp creature out of him, camo green, with a trout on his line.

We’re trying to sell the stock tank pool. 
Badger never warmed up to it. 
For her, a pool has to be a real pool. 
The grands loved it, but they didn’t visit enough to use it much. 
It was a hassle to fill and drain, and the paint kept chipping, which they hated. 
One man wanted it for fish, but he was worried the paint might hurt them.

It’s been sitting in the backyard for four years, so it definitely needs a good bath. 
A lot of people may be turned off by how it looks now, but what do you expect from something that’s been outside that long?

I don’t have anything else to say today, so I’ll go back to erasing AI. 
There are only, well, over a thousand posts that AI proofread for me.