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Patiently Waiting

I went to bed a little before midnight. After 1:00 I woke up enough to hear my mother go into the bathroom. Next thing I know it’s 3:30 and she’s in the bathroom. I knocked on the door but it took a couple of tries before she responded.

The question then is this: at 3:30 was she in the bathroom again, or was she still there from 1:00. We may never know. I just know that it’s 3:45 now. I can hear her moving around in there, but now I need to take a piss.

Fun.

I Have a Bad Feeling About This

Yesterday we got good news on one important topic and not bad but not great news on another. We should be okay for today, right? No disasters looming in the immediate future?

Then why do I feel like there is a bomb ready to go off? I have a really bad feeling about today. And tomorrow. And Thursday and Friday too. This weekend is a Harry weekend. The last one before he leaves for college. I need to get there in one piece. We’re going to watch The Suicide Squad together. He’s already seen it twice. I don’t want to watch it without him.

I really need this weekend to be here. I really need what ever it is I am irrationally afraid is going to happen before then to be nice to me and not happen.

Ugh.

Muddy

I’ve been listening to a lot of Elmore James lately. Tonight I switched it up and went with B.B. King but the playlist I found was skewed heavy on the cheesy pseudo-soul shit and I had to switch to something else.

I went with some Muddy Waters. For some reason I always neglect Muddy Waters.

After tonight, I need to promise myself I’ll listen to more Muddy. Tonight was like rediscovering something magical. I don’t think his chops are in the same league as B.B. or Elmore, but the attitude… the passion… the fire… the sheer nerve…

Holy shit his music is good.

Outside

Remember when newspapers were still a thing? I just went outside to get the newspaper. I had a paper route back when I was 11 or 12 years old (I think? Maybe a little older? I can’t remember, it was hundreds of years ago) and does going outside to get the Sunday paper bring me back?

No. No, it doesn’t.

The view from the porch:

I’m pretty sure there is Poison Ivy in there somewhere.