Babble

I forgot to categorize it. Might mean something. Probably doesn’t.

Last Tuesday

Too cooked.  Way too cooked. It is the belief in my office that the district isn’t actually turning the AC on, they just keep telling us it’s not working to save on the bills. So I came home feeling like I’d spent the day in my crockpot.  On the way home I stopped at the […]

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Last Monday

Thank God.  That’s all I have to say.  Thank God it’s the last working Monday for a while.  I just have far too much to do, I can’t go to work every day too. I finished my short story today.  3,778 words.  There are a couple things I want to add in, but for the

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I'm a Moron

Did you put sunscreen on? I asked Bly before we left.  You said you burn quickly. So she went and put sunscreen on.  But did I?  Of course not.  In my defense, I’m used to driving without wearing sunscreen.  However, I failed to take two things into account.  One, I don’t drive for a couple

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Friday

Thank God we made it to Friday.  Bly is exhausted, I’m exhausted, this working for a living thing is murder! In case you’re wondering, she is working from home.  Eight hours a day, and they do check that she’s ON her computer and available!  Not that they need to, Bly has a work ethic that

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My Truck

I’m going to miss that truck.  Yes, *sigh*, we took it back last night.  No more big orange-and-white adventure sitting in my driveway.  There was a close moment as we passed the I-10 signs and I tried to convince Bly we really wanted to see El Paso, but, *sigh again*, she told me maybe next

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Adapting

At some point I recall wondering how long it would take Bly to adapt to Tucson. The question is no longer relevant.  Tucson, it seems, is adapting to her. I mentioned that it rained yesterday.  For ten minutes, then it was nice and cool for unloading the truck.  Today it rained much longer, and it

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Unloading

Don’t worry, I told Bly as she eyed clouds.  We’ll be able to get the truck unloaded with no hassles.  It doesn’t rain in Tucson in June.  Ever. Apparently–I lied.  Damn.  The weather man (who did not email me last night, and you can’t tell me he didn’t see it coming) called it the “Too

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