Giving the squirrels a break
Actually, in the house I’m moving into in a couple of months, it’s thousands of chipmunks. They run inside the walls, chirping, fighting, making chipmunk babies, making my dog crazy. I like it when they scamper up the outside of the window screens. As long as they don’t come into my space, I don’t mind.
This new place is huge; I’ve been staining/varnishing/painting inside for almost two weeks now. I still have several days to go before all the naval colors are covered, so that I’ll no longer have the urge to salute and say, “yes, sir,” every time I enter the house. I can’t wait to get finished and get back to work so I can get some rest. At the end of a ten hour day, I just want to fall down. How anyone blogs everyday is beyond me. I’m way too tired to be creative when my brain is completely stoned.
So saying, it’s time to go get another latex high. I’m starting to suffer withdrawal symptoms.
Actually, in the house I’m moving into in a couple of months, it’s thousands of chipmunks. They run inside the walls, chirping, fighting, making chipmunk babies, making my dog crazy. I like it when they scamper up the outside of the window screens. As long as they don’t come into my space, I don’t mind.
This new place is huge; I’ve been staining/varnishing/painting inside for almost two weeks now. I still have several days to go before all the naval colors are covered, so that I’ll no longer have the urge to salute and say, “yes, sir,” every time I enter the house. I can’t wait to get finished and get back to work so I can get some rest. At the end of a ten hour day, I just want to fall down. How anyone blogs everyday is beyond me. I’m way too tired to be creative when my brain is completely stoned.
So saying, it’s time to go get another latex high. I’m starting to suffer withdrawal symptoms.
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