A Quickie

Got off the plane Thursday AM and it has been non-stop! As follows!

• Airplane seat - Middle! Last Row!
• Work, work, work.
• Take much needed nap
• Babysat Montana Man's gyrls for one night
• Babysitting Montana Man's canine for 4 nights
• Hunt for tile
• My hound gyrls are pissed off because the interloper is here
• Hunt for tile
• Read the much spoken about, much anticipated - "the letter"
• Hunt for tile
• Work!
• Raining insane amounts here. However, unfazed as rain = my entire summer
• Bought tile. A lot of fucking tile
• Called The Southern Gentleman and left message
• Laid a lot of fucking tile
• Picked up too much dog shite since returning home
• Have a lot more tile to lay before getting finished
• To date, no returned phone call from The Southern Gentleman

Later in the week, I will fill in some blanks to the bullet points above.

But for now, I am super duper exhausted. My body is running an hour ahead. Need to finish my glass of vino and head directly to bed!