One of those days where I feel like I’ve been ridden hard and put away wet. Down. A bit depressed. Thinking I should go out and buy a pinata cause I really need to beat the shit out of something and then eat chocolate until I puke…
The “inspirational” and “motivational” corner of my office magnetic white board wasn’t quite doing it.
Thank goodness for those last two functional brain cells who forced me out into the garage to spend a couple hours starting to clean up the horrendous mess that’s still out there from the Great Pi Day Water Heater Explosion & Flood of 2025. Some tunes, some cleaning, some order out of chaos, some mindless, physical exertion, ending in at least a small spot of a clean floor and things in stacks and no longer all over the floor.
It may not have been the first row, but at least I moved up from the third row to the second for the time being.
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 