Whew…Friday
Late Friday. I’m almost in bed, inches away. Honey is snoring in the background having gone beddy-bye earlier than I (that rhymes!)because he has a prayer breakfast at 7:30am (A.M.!!). It’s a rebellion thing. I don’t have to go to work tomorrow so I stay up to get the most out of my awake time. Don’t want to miss anything. Wherever that total nonsense comes from, a pox on it!
Tomorrow I meet Nancy sometime after 10am — don’t want to make too solid a commitment — and go west to the Sprint store that does repair, apparently 1 of 2 in east TN. The rest of the Sprint stores and kiosks are worthless unless you want to buy into or upgrade. A pox on them too.
Then, after dropping off my defective technology, we shop.
If there’s any time left at all, Nanc and I head back to my house for …. don’t know. We’ll think of something. Later, the boys join us from the woodshop and we’ll grill, chatter, laugh, and enjoy one of many Tyler Perry movies.
Yes, we have discovered the Tyler Perry collection, faith based, reality based, life loving, Jesus leaning, healing movies. And who can resist Madea? (OW!!)
I think I’ve just about spent today. It’s 11:40. If I were anywhere between 10 and 39, this would be early. But, alas, I am creeping up on — never mind — old enough to call midnight “late, really late, like, maximum late.”
Y’all have a great weekend.
