i hate 4 a.m.

I went to bed too early last night. I knew I’d wake up at this godforsaken hour, but I couldn’t keep my eyes open.

And here I am now, looking for something to do. So, of course, I’m blogging.

Are y’all sick of me posting about the WGA writer’s strike yet? Well, y’all just wait until you don’t have anything to watch in a few weeks, then we’ll see who’s gonna jump on the support bandwagon.

Why don’t you jump onto the bandwagon now, and Buy Pencils.

That’s right (write)! For $1 you can buy pencils and have them mailed to the media moguls to show your support for the writers. What a fantastic idea!

The boys and I get the keys to our new home today. I bought a leaf blower/vacuum/mulcher yesterday because damn we got some leaves on the ground. While I’m cleaning the inside, the boys are going to be learning the art of leaf blowing. I also purchase a new ceramic cooktop. The new place had one of those old ass coil cooktops that was beat up and broken. It should be in on Friday. We’ll see….

We also picked out the new paint colors for the place. I love doing that, though I really hate painting. I am a sloppy painter, even when I try my damnedest to be careful. Fishdog will do the majority of the painting because he’s really good at it. I wish he would let me hire someone…

Okay, it’s 4:22 now and I’m yawning. I wonder if I can go back to sleep now?

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