Noting to Say

I’m wrapping up my lunch break right now. I often throw together a blog post at around this time of day but today… well… I have nothing to write about. I have nothing to say. There is nothing going on.

I’m working at the desk in the cellar instead of the desk in my step son’s bedroom because my step son is home for Thanksgiving break and he’s actually using his room. I’m cold down here in the basement, but I’m always cold. Nothing world shattering there.

Nope, I just don’t have anything worth saying at the moment. Maybe I’ll post a haiku later on or something, but for now?

Nothing. Sorry.

Nothing Going On

There’s nothing going on right now. Nothing worth writing up anyway.

The kids are at their dad’s this weekend, which kinda blows. My nephew’s 5th birthday party is this weekend, that’s good, but my step kids can’t go so that’s not good. The love of my life and I are planning to spend the next few days under the radar, just being stay-at-home types.

I’m back to being pissed off at the bird feeders. The squirrel’s ruin my lame old person fun. I’ve wanted to try taking some moon pics, but the weather has not cooperated since 2010.

Today’s Friday. Yesterday felt like Friday, which is going to make today difficult. There was one humorous moment yesterday when a coworker asked me to handle a task. She thought it was Friday, so she used the Friday protocol (I have to handle some things differently on Friday, no big deal) and I thought it was Friday too so I went right along with it. Five minutes later she tells me, it’s not Friday. I was all like, D’OH!

I should probably mow the grass again this weekend. I should clean up the living room and the kitchen and the bathroom and all the floors too.

I should also put some new strings on the Les Paul and get back into the music groove. I’ve got two old songs started, one on the MacBook and the other on the iPad. I should finish those, then do the three still outstanding from 2008, then call the two current projects done. Then what? I’m clearly not playing along with 50/90. Wait until February? I hope not. Maybe I’ll do a mini-RPM in August or September. We’ll see.

So yeah… nothing much going on. Let’s just have a lazy July weekend, okay? Sounds good.