Negative

Not My Favorite

Today has not been my favorite day. Not by a long way. Not by a really long way.

(Yeah, that’s the inside of an urgent care)

(They said they’d call me if the test is positive, thank you, but if it’s negative they won’t call me. I did a double take on that. If you don’t call, how will I know?)

Money Well Spent

I’m glad the cheap little dolly got some use.

Mini Fan

The little USB Mini Fan that was at my parents house has come home with me, and Patches doesn’t like it at all!

Empty Spot

I don’t think that particular spot on the wall has seen light in 50 years.

(I’m sure it has, but it’s been so long that I can’t remember it.)

I’se the B’y

I come from a long line of Newfies. If you don’t like it you can bite me.

Upstairs

The Big Dipper masterpiece, “Ron Klaus Wrecked His House” includes the line:

“Brought the outside to the inside.”

Pardon me for paraphrasing, but my cover version that describes the events of today would be:

Brought the upstairs to the downstairs.

Not yet

It is pouring rain like the end of the world out there. The remnants of Ida have arrived.

I really want to go to sleep. I’m completely out of gas. My “bed” is made and I’m ready, but the laundry isn’t done and my mother is awake and walking around. It’s not a pain thing tonight, she just won’t sleep.